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Refrigerator Love Story

A refrigerator is an end of a love story
    shared lives shared shelves
    they say
    we shop at a store at the top of our street
    to keep our shared shelves stocked

    A Marxist-Leninist walks into an analogy
where the train is late and everything is scarce.
The night is dark and sitting on a cold bench
the Marxist-Leninist struggles to stay awake.

To fall in love is to trip into a hole.

While doing some shopping we discover
Our favorite cashier has quit the job
    "Will we ever see you again" I ask
    "No" says the cashier.

   A Marxist-Leninist falls asleep on a train
and misses their stop. Then Our favorite cashier
gets on the same train and sits next to the
sleeping Marxist-Leninist.
Up until this point I really liked the flow of the poem. Reading it aloud it flowed off the tongue until this stanza.
 I think it is because the stanza is too dense, or the use of "Then our..."

The store at the top of our street
    is now understaffed. Their new hours
    are as short as winter sunshine.   
    We wake up after dark.
    Our end of a love story has empty shelves.

Our favorite cashier and a Marxist-Leninist
    leave the country and become adventure capitalists
    Their trail is a locusts'.

We keep digging holes in our back,
    then our front, yard. But to trip
    into a hole is not to fall in love.

   Two adventure capitalists are wolves
and the world is their caribou. The buy
a banana plantation in the Caribbean.

We went to the store at the top of our street
    and bought a bunch of bananas. Putting them
    on our shelves we found a note attached:
    "I told you you'd never see me again."
Great ending