an ode to my new fridge

you are cold
you are freezing
you are empty
you are full
you have things I never need

(and things transferred to you that you did not want)

you don't have what I want
your light shines bright
you make noise if I forget you
you're shiny
you're uncluttered
you lack the magnets

(that are still in the shoebox)

you lack the other things we stacked one on the other until …