I still buy the creamer you liked.I don't drink coffee that way.It sits in the door of the fridgedoing the job of a photograph,which is to say: nothing,which is to say: everything,depending on the day I open the door.
The poet asked for: Does "depending on the day" earn its vagueness, or is it a cop-out ending?
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