—a paper-filter panic brewed in real time

The kettle hissed, the clock struck near,
Each drip was slow, each second dear.
The grounds bloomed faint, the steam rose thin,
You cursed the pace, you cursed the spin.
Your inbox flashed, your phone grew loud,
The coffee dripped, unhurried, proud.

You tapped your foot, you clenched your jaw,
A steady stream defied your law.
By the time the carafe was full at last,
The deadline hit, the moment passed.
You drank it cold, you drank it fast,
A bitter sprint, a brew miscast.

Patience mocked and time betrayed.
A deadline’s debt can’t be delayed.


📜 Deadline Drip – The Recipe

Ingredients:

Instructions:
Load filter with grounds, pour water, press start. Stare at the slow drip while your deadline approaches. Pour when ready. Sip while panic does the rest.