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 quick, too loud, too long,
The drink had something deeply wrong.
Rum with sparkle, soft and sweet,
Like candy laced with cold deceit.
Pineapple spun in giddy whirls,
While syrup danced in dizzy swirls.
A cherry dropped like dropped defense,
A maraschino recompense.
And just beneath the sugared cheer,
A whisper: “Nothing’s stable here.”
You sipped. You smiled. You felt the sting,
Not from the drink, but what it brings.
Because in joy you didn’t earn…
The burn hides where you’ll never turn.
📜 False Positive – The Recipe
- 1½ oz White Rum
- 1 oz Pineapple Juice
- ½ oz Maraschino Liqueur
- ¼ oz Simple Syrup
- Top with: Club Soda
- Garnish: Bright red cherry or dehydrated pineapple wheel—make it suspiciously cheerful
Instructions:
Shake rum, juice, liqueur, and syrup with ice.
Strain into a tall glass over fresh ice.
Top with soda. Garnish like you’re trying too hard.