With the All the kush gone,
we cannot return life on the couch.

And fate has yielded its reward,
a new kitchen to call home.

We live among its snacks now,
eating in plain sight,
but cooking in it in secret,
drinking, eating.

I have witnessed
Its capacity for amazing flavor.

And though we are Rooms apart,
like us, there's more to it
than meets the Stomach.

I am Cozymus Prime
and I send this message
to any awake Hungrybots
taking refuge among the pillow.

We are here.

We are waiting.