—a long, overextended brew that mirrors the meeting that should’ve been an email

You started it last night, so keen,
A cold brew plan, a lucid dream.
But hours passed, the world went still,
And morning brought the same old chill.
You strained it slow, you poured it neat,
A masterpiece of dead repeat.

Then came the call, the endless hum,
A dozen voices, all gone numb.
The cup sat there, the ice long dead,
You nodded once to things unsaid.
You sipped, it bit, you felt the slide.
A taste too long, too cold to hide.

The brew was strong, the point was lost.
Some steeps just aren’t worth what they cost.


📜 Conference Call Cold Brew – The Recipe

Ingredients:

Instructions:
Combine coffee and cold water in a jar. Steep overnight, or through the meeting. Strain, pour over ice, let it water down while the talking continues. Drink once someone says “let’s circle back.”