SIPS AND VERSES
–Ashes in the Garnish—where ruin is dressed like ritual The flame was small, but meant to stay,A flicker dressed in soft decay.You…
SIPS AND VERSES
–The Patience Algorithm—where time is steeped and endings brew It didn’t pour, it settled in,A drink designed for discipline.No burn, no rush,…
SIPS AND VERSES
–Static Over Eden—where the garden glitches and the signal won’t hold The fruit was ripe, the air was clean,But something buzzed beneath…
SIPS AND VERSES
–False Positive—where sweetness lies and bubbles grin The glass was bright, the taste was clean,A rush of fruit, a liminal sheen.You laughed—too…
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