“Brain Damaged Goods” (serio-comedy) 1-2 Minutes

William Hector the Third:  My brain is on fire!  I can actually feel the sides of my temples erupting against my brain.  Do you understand?  I can’t think!  I can’t hear my own thoughts!  You’re going on and on yapping away on the phone with Carol about her boyfriend troubles and REALLY, who give’s a fuck?  Nobody cares and you’re going on for over an hour about how he doesn’t spend enough time with her, how he doesn’t want to move in with her, how he doesn’t massage her feet…for what?  I’m sitting here trying to work and all I hear in my ears is how Carol’s boyfriend doesn’t fuck her enough.  I am extremely close to having permanent brain disfunction.  Please!  Please, oh dear God, please, when I am working, free me from the pettiness of Carol’s nymphomania and let me meet my deadline for my shitty ass job, so I can pay our rotten ass bills on time.  Yay!  …Yay!  Yay!  Yay!  Okay?  …Thank you, kindly!

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“Tell Me” (drama) 1 Minute

Monoscription:  Sometimes people who love one another don’t talk for awhile…sometimes there are reasons on both sides…and that is what this monologue is exploring.

Male/Female:  Those eyes, YOUR eyes; they dart around trying to avoid my presence, trying to avoid a connection to my heart and soul, the way things were, the way things used to be…I remember, you remember but we both can’t cross that bridge, we just can’t seem to feel free together again, happy together, the way it was, the way it used to be.  I admit, I do miss you, I miss laughing and acting silly, I miss being looked up to and admired, I miss protecting you.  I miss who we were.  In the face of our beautiful face from which we stem from, the pain, the rhythm of her beating heart, her tears, her pain, her pain, so much hurt inside and I still cannot come to terms with what I know is right, what is truth, your truth, my truth, our truth…sadness, it exudes from me like steam but I have the power to catch it in time before you see it, before anyone sees my flame, my darkness, I smile against the weight of my eyes, weighing me down, fishing for a deeper understanding that there must be something easier than this but just know and I know you do, that I will kill for you and die for you more so than any other man alive on Earth but we can’t speak for our trust has been broken, my life, your life…apart.  Those eyes, YOUR eyes, everything we both know and the love that gets covered by a swelling of hatred, what now?

tell me