So what's cooking!

i just ate a simple sandwich

It was a pleasure to bite upon

A good reason for my teeth

I seem to like biting things

And the sound of coffee grinding

Is not painful to me

Though sunny days conceal

What hides within the shade

And you hear nothing

She hides in the shadows

As the waters melt away

A siren is looking down

On my computer hiding

Haters

And in the vacant stares

Someone is dreaming.