Lauri Adverb – “veering”

November 16, 2012 at 8:15 am (Lauri Adverb, Poetry & Literature)

To the 1:

I come over drunk, light a cigar in yr bedroom and wait

for you. It’s Friday night, I’m pretty sure we have plans. Like usual.

You get home drunk, you say I’m unexpected. You want me gone. I won’t go.

You smash me to the floor drag me by the hair stop

when you realize

we’re at the edge

of the stairs.

It wasn’t me who called the cops.

Movement (Alone):

Of course it makes no sense Read the rest of this entry »

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Lauri Adverb – “There Is No Blue without Yellow and Orange”

September 30, 2012 at 12:33 pm (Lauri Adverb, Poetry & Literature)

(said Van Gogh)

….

I usedta love music

and you usedta stare into my eyes, the soundtrack

to my voice.

You never joined me

at the piano concerto

where I saved you a seat, second row center.

We never traveled to MOMA

to together grasp Vincent’s intense

loud brushstrokes.

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Lauri Adverb – “liberties”

February 6, 2012 at 7:27 am (Lauri Adverb, Poetry & Literature)

“I am not deserving
of yr love”
you say
in rare moments of lucid
drunken vulnerability.
“You deserve someone always kind.
Someone always
good to you. Someone…
different.”

Being loved is
not a right
and no one is ever
deserving of love.

When did the universe start keeping a balanced spreadsheet?

To “deserve” some-
thing
is to have a right
which is
an entitlement. Read the rest of this entry »

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Lauri Adverb – “poikilos nomos”

May 9, 2011 at 6:45 am (Lauri Adverb, Poetry & Literature)

(basesd on the Greek, roughly translated, ‘a shifting code’)

You are an asshole;
I am a bitch.

I write trite poetry
and yr songwriting is insipid.

I am yr Peppermint Patty
who just won’t take a hint
and leave you the fuck
alone.

You are my Chinaski,
drunk, dead-ended
listening to classical music
alone in a small stale room.

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Lauri Adverb – “math”

December 25, 2010 at 7:43 pm (Lauri Adverb, Poetry & Literature)

Three ninety-six
Unemployment
said I deserved each week
for being
fired

Three ninety-six
I could:
pay rent, buy groceries
a Diet Dr. Pepper each morning
six-pack of Pabst every afternoon
Chilean wine at night.
Monthly membership to the cigar club where I’d pick up weekly
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