Clinking glass, haughty laughs and drunken squabbles flew past the late hour.
Terse police, twisted questions and pointed looks arrived with the rising sun.
The swollen dead body was pale; the needle pricks visible.
My last breaths soundlessly deafened by superficial gloss.
An Armchair Perfectionist 
Wow. Powerful writing! Well done!
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Thank you Susan!
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Nicely done. I did get confused about who actually died, but in my defense, I have chemo brain today.
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Thank you, Tina. I’m still getting around this whole 42 words thing.
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I was confused too, but that last line summed it up perfectly.
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Ah yes. Next time I’ll try 🙂 never realized how challenging this is. Thank you
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No worries, it is tough to do everything in 42, but like I said, it summed it up perfectly and that is what matters!
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Wow…I loved this from beginning to end. The way you described the murder, the crime scene, and the aftermath in 42 words is awesome.
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Thank you Kathy !
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A result of too much booze and brawl! Today’s ‘nouveau riche’ society!
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And sadly, very common. Thanks for stopping by Dilip.
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