Mr. Nobody
there’s a little piece of parchment, love frayed upon its every edge where the years have worn the fibers and upon it’s fragile surface has been scrawled a simple pledge […]
Category Archives: Johnathan Schofield
Will it never be day?
We’ve lost this fight, my friends, we’ve lost Surrendered the cause as we sheathed our old swords The blood of the innocent painted on doors Machines of decay grind the […]
A Telegram from the Apocalypse
~j.d.schofield
A Great Gulf Fixed
There are vast worlds between you and I Oceans of ideology to separate our individual hearts I stand on my side of this wretched trench This cavernous void This seemingly […]
And You?
Treach’rous deeds compelled by thy black hand! The congregation steeped in foulest crime, Incited to assault the god’s elect And tear him down from Caesar’s throne. For should that blade […]
Catalyst XII
I stepped into a puddle. The cracks in the worn leather allowed moisture to seep in subtly – just enough to get my sock uncomfortably wet and make me wish […]
Catalyst: XI
My boots were worn by now. They had been new when the Magistrate gave them to me. The hard, thick soles clunked against the metal flooring with each heavy step. […]
The Piper Political
dissonant rhythm to dance to enchants you you sway side to side in your faded blue pantsuit feel the call of the chaos, the dopamine drenching the feral and fierce pheromone […]
Catalyst: X
The resonant sound of the cork being skillfully yanked from the bottle filled the room. It was a sound I hadn’t heard in some time. It was welcome and nostalgic […]
Catalyst: IX
A horrible grating sound echoed through the cargo hold of the small trench probe as we bumped against the side of the rusty airlock doorway. The force of the impact […]
Rhyme Written In Red 