Entries by poetrylandfill


The sand is naturally pixelated Your feet, when you dig them in, are artifacts Your face, propped up by the coast, is bright and above the shoulder Where did you buy your sunglasses? There is a store where you can buy sunglasses that were left on a coffee table At your friend’s mom’s house A […]


Venture to your closest neighborhood bar outside of your neighborhood See if you are welcome Then take a shit in the bathroom and leave it Walk out Leave your beer on the bar and your tab unpaid Believe in the kindness of the neighborhood There were two people with the last name Williams in the […]


I saw a shirtless old man taking himself for a walk at night I’m scared that one day I’ll be shirtless And the wind will rip through me I’m scared that no one will be able to walk me But myself I’m just a lonely guy Who stares at shirtless old men walking down hollow […]


A tootsie pop is a poor gift to give to your friend It says “I care almost nothing about you” “Also there is a distinct possibility that I found this in the back of a drawer and decided to give it to you totally disregarding its age, much like I totally disregard our friendship” If […]


explicitly, you are not in a relationship but also just as explicitly you own shirtless poses that don’t belong to your body your crowd smokes just as many cigarettes as the star of an older film that you weren’t in a VHS copy of that film rests in a drawer underneath the TV that watched […]


I don’t feel like I exist I feel like coffee The liquid form Made while you rush around And stare into the mirror at your own invisibility Your towels smell like college When you should smell like an open window Your towels smell like a confessional When you should smell like the video you took […]


On a Venice Beach somewhere i’m tapping a cracked Vic Firth against the faded face of a jolly giant i readhere his paper with my spit every few hours or so because i need my friends and i love my band i complemented your style years ago which to you are just men’s words now […]


there is no empty seat between us this means something in a darkened theater when there are plenty of open spaces and famous faces clutch their tickets outside waiting for the next show I’m not sure but out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw you turn to me but films play […]


I wash my filthy feet in an old bedpan they are filthy because my backyard is unkempt and I walk through it like I’m better than nature I walk through it like there isn’t life under my toes I threw my shoes in the pool my house is rented, the pool isn’t even mine but […]


Every movie is the same as when I leave my house for an adult responsibility and I end up in a hotel room mainlining heroin Back to the Future is especially like that Hey let’s stop some Libyan terrorists Marty Oh fuck he’s shooting heroin and Doc is dead Or, Hey let’s go to the […]