—a plant-based monologue nobody asked for, least of all your stomach

“To froth, or not to froth,” it cried,
A milky speech that curdled, lied.
It poured too thin, it sat too flat,
A whispered self not built for that.
The cup was warm, the foam was meek,
A soliloquy both soft and weak.

It tried to claim a noble place,
But left a film across your face.
The aftertaste, a stage too bare,
A soy-soaked sigh hung in the air.
You drank it down, you played along,
But knew the role was written wrong.

A bitter cup, a hollow play.
The script dissolves. You look away.


📜 Soy Soliloquy – The Recipe

Ingredients:

Instructions:
Pull espresso into a latte cup. Steam soy milk until it threatens to separate. Add vanilla syrup, pour over, finish with nutmeg dust. Serve with dramatic flair, but brace for disappointment.