prompt 7 striking imagery.

The Milktray Man.

A silent assassin melds with neon,

Blends with the lightness of lamp,

And pooling shadows.

Come to take a heart away.

But it can’t cut

Through winter,

Nor splinter a heart

that’s quiet, now

After life’s storming.

In this loneliness

Even a killer must withdraw,

Hopeless to change

The inevitable cooling of age.


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