Brevity Contest - Final Round

These are the Winners from Round 1 and Round 2.

#7 Untitled

On Gleeson's hill, standing sentinel
overlooking the market town, an unraveling
and graffittied bedsheet fluttered
less healthily than it had
in my father's eyes.

Poem #5

Title: The Elevator-Gang

We are standing stiff on the first floor
like freshly jarred pickles.
Oxygen crops into the size
of sour breath, whilst
sandwiched between perverted hands,
I can read the sleepless, sex-
deprived nights on their stubbly
chins, trying to ignore
the itch of my tongue.

The authors of these two pieces will now compete against each other and decide who is the rightful winner of this contest.

I don't want to give a lot of restrictions, I just want to remind you that the theme of this contest is Brevity and that my judges will be looking for Quality.

Therefore, this is your space and this is your time to write your best piece.

you have enough space to write about anything you would like to and 3 days to do so.

Due Tuesday 26, 2013.

Pm your poems,

the only restriction I have is that it has to be less than or equal to 80 words.
and within your entry you have to make a note as to what was your prompt.
You are free to choose whatever it is that you want to write about, what ever inspires you.

Hello, Here are the poems for this final Round.
I hope to have results as soon as possible.

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#1 Title: Sightseeing Trip to Desolation

Sprawled upon a bloody mattress
was she, her surgical slit
especially fit, for spotlight
and bulbs as bright.

One tongue, one maggot
digging deeper, left her legs
laced - lonely and fruitless,
like a rotten tomato
on the marketplace.

Prompt: STD - Sexually Transmitted Disease.

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#2 Title: Kodak

This disposable camera
is ours, as long as it lasts,

It follows where we go -

Paris, birthday parties,
framing the tickling of our hands,
it flashes and plays countdown,
Its red light blinks at night.

It will die.
You can be its taxidermist
or its cremator.

I can host more birthday parties
and stroll Les Champs-Elysees
like I don't notice the coldness
of my hand.

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I had a few prompts/points of inspiration for this.
1. A Kodak camera box in my room. Kodak were once a leading camera company but recently filed for bankruptcy.
2. The poem 'Valentine' by Carol Anne Duffy
3. The Great Gatsby, while not a prompt as such, was a small influence in the last stanza.
4. Most importantly, real life!

Great poems! :)