Evening Song

Late at night,
when the house is quiet, and I'm just about to log off the computer and go to bed
I hear the strangest sound.

My refrigerator.

It sings to me.

Well, singing isn't the exact word....

it

plays music for me.

I know what you're all thinking.

You are thinking I can't control my hungers.

I know you.

But that's not the case.

My fridge plays a few musical notes.

like plucking harp strings.

I swear it's true.