—a cup that looks soft and harmless until it hisses
The milk frothed loud, the pitcher screamed,
A bubbling rage you barely deemed.
You poured it slow, you shaped the heart,
It broke apart, a perfect start.
The crema split, the swirl collapsed,
A quiet rage the foam entrapped.
You told yourself, “It’s just a drink,”
But anger rose with every blink.
Each pour you made, each hiss of steam,
Replayed the day, the ruined dream.
You drank it hot, you burned your lip.
The foam still clung, refused to slip.
A latte white, a fury wild.
A cup that screamed, then softly smiled.
📜 Foam of Fury – The Recipe
Ingredients:
- 1½ oz Espresso (the boiling point)
- 6 oz Steamed Milk (the illusion of calm)
- ½ oz Honey Syrup (sweetness stretched too thin)
- Garnish: Latte art that collapses mid-pour
Instructions:
Pull espresso. Steam milk until the wand shrieks like frustration. Add honey syrup, pour too fast, watch the pattern fail. Serve while the foam still trembles. Drink quickly, before the anger cools.