Today’s prompt is to write a dramatic monologue. I love these because I really don’t have to think about them too much: just a stream-of-consciousness thing rolling of my tongue with a natural cadence taking over. So here it is:
I’m Not Fine
How am I? Oh!
You really want to know?
Convention says I should answer “Fine”
but I draw the line. I’m
Lousy, shitty, crappy–
I can think of a few more adjectives,
that if I say enough will turn into
invectives against the whole #$&%$@# thing.
I’m supposed to write
a dramatic monologue,
fancy-ass words just to say
I’m gonna spew all over you.
This poem is gonna have its way
‘cuz I don’t have time to make it rhyme
or worry about meter and iamb.
It’s just gotta be what’s inside me.
I’m not fine.
I’m not fine.
Aren’t you glad you know?
ljg 2019
Image from Morguefile and manipulated by me.
Miss Pelican's Perch 
April 15, 2019 at 11:11 am
Fantastic! This was enjoyable to read and humorous, even though it was kind of serious.
April 15, 2019 at 11:13 am
Thanks. I often deal with things with humor.
April 15, 2019 at 4:23 pm
wo! I hope you will be fine soon. I am not fine at the present either. Some days are just not worth its grain of salt!!!!
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April 17, 2019 at 8:13 am
Wish you were fine. The writing is for sure.
April 17, 2019 at 9:09 am
Thank you. I’m fine actually. Was just having a bad morning when I wrote this.