—a meticulously measured dose of caffeine and resentment, brewed with restraint you don’t actually feel

You counted scoops, you weighed the pour,
You swore, “No more. I’ll feel no more.”
A tidy brew, a careful sip,
Control disguised as fellowship.
The mug was neat, the taste was plain,
A spreadsheet brewed to numb the brain.

You sipped, you smiled, you kept it small,
A half-dose life, a measured call.
The bitterness you tried to save,
Still found its way, still misbehaved.
You cut the cream, you trimmed the sweet,
But rage still bloomed beneath the heat.

You budgeted each drop with care,
But bitterness collects with air.


📜 Bitterness Budget – The Recipe

Ingredients:

Instructions:
Brew a small, precise serving—nothing more. Stir gently. Calculate caffeine per ounce like a confession. Drink half. Leave the rest cooling beside your receipts.