My goal is to do it as the perspective of the hamburger, instead of a person or animal a food.
One day i was lying around a lonely bun with sesame seeds on top. As i could see in the burning, crisping frypan was the burger being flipped constantly, burn up till it’s just right. Then the cheese was being pulled out of processed, chemical added flavour packet, it had a cheesy grin, as it slipped around. And the tomato and lettuce were being chopped up, swirled in a machine and then freshly grated. Then it was time to mix everything into one, a delicious masterpiece, all different tastes and mixtures your taste buds would be nuts. But they hated us, and before being thrown out rotting for what seems like years we were snatched by these papery hands and children were messing around and we started to eat them up.