—a quiet cup that tastes like calm, or maybe just nothing at all
No rush, no sound, no need to speak,
A measured pour, a simple week.
The cup sat plain, the taste was clean,
A quiet life, a muted sheen.
You sipped, you stared, you let it be,
The absence passed for sanity.
The brew was mild, the moment small,
A peace that bordered on a stall.
No highs, no lows, just even ground,
A silence steeped, no joy, no frown.
You told yourself, this calm is grace.
But stillness leaves an aftertaste.
A gentle cup, a colder truth,
Contentment feels a lot like sleuth.
📜 Swedish Stillness – The Recipe
Ingredients:
- 1 cup Medium Roast Coffee (modest, clean, self-controlled)
- 1 tsp Sugar (optional, like emotion)
- Splash of Cream (for diplomacy)
- Garnish: A single biscuit, perfectly square
Instructions:
Brew with care, pour into a simple mug. Add sugar or cream if you dare disrupt neutrality. Sip slowly, in silence, at a tidy table. Pretend it’s peace, not pause.