Music – Page 3 – Richard J Tilley

on that day we will be “Happy Together”

after my death is confirmed, and not just presumed, turn the speakers to 25 so that you can hear the music outside as you stare into the clouds, listening to...

By Richard J Tilley February 24, 2026 Crying, Music, My Now Last Year, Poetry

Adrianne Lenker spilling lilies in the garage

Crossbow downstrokes assigning lightening to the drivers of borrowed sticks drones leaving the temple to seize wine dimes where there were no tangent cymbals like pirated heartache on the corners...

By Richard J Tilley February 5, 2026 Music, Poetry

wages for vivisection

Dedicated to Haley Heynderickx, Max García Conover, and Woody Guthrie It depends on the cold if you will sleep or not and even at that point you think about those too...

By Richard J Tilley January 28, 2026 Music, Poetry

When two of us forget the sounding of the keeper, we all do

I. When the sun was distracted soft bird faces kneeling at the red house moving me from the hospital bed to the kitchen table with your scolding hands fading in...

By Richard J Tilley January 26, 2026 Crying, Music, Poetry

Fair dealing weatherable samizdat

horses in loving earth metals elements of practical conspiring characters of wafers and wine vanilla lemon tulip Cardinalidae peaking beneath the parched doe bouchon strings climbing where fallow of friends...

By Richard J Tilley January 24, 2026 Music, Poetry

Marissa Nadler Mid-Sentence

the maltese doorsteps countering foot petals and tramping about the doorstop-broken kevel Marissa Nadler chalked upon the strumming downstroke midway contestant of parched blue parallel coffeeway feathers singing stolen hymns...

By Richard J Tilley January 21, 2026 Music, Poetry

grocery story bought spanish horses

sun breeds like republic degrowth politicians foaming orifice kisses awake at night like drums adoring the storm drains where the diamonds sign where mother raised me like casual haunting missing...

By Richard J Tilley January 17, 2026 Music, Poetry

In the hopes of my last year, again

Now being more sure, with hickory roots, that this coming year will be my last I partition the ceiling vent with small dog collars and coffee shops, all on a...

By Richard J Tilley January 14, 2026 Music, My Now Last Year, Poetry

(Do not count the population) Coming from the light in the ceiling fan

A structure of people coming from the light in the ceiling fan – at the crying radio porter train hell rings light and agents, both physical and numerical light; staunch...

By Richard J Tilley January 11, 2026 Music, Poetry

A treatise of fabled birds ground hugging the highway overpass

time is in a vacuum of silent eshatological retreat Simone de Beauvoir shouts shadows in low oxygen measured in a wild style of jazz chords drowning breaking on me like...

By Richard J Tilley January 4, 2026 Music, Poetry