—"You take the blue pill - the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill - you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes." (Morpheus in The Matrix)
Which hand do you pick
Neo? Which pill?
Will you choose
a return to the soft world
of primary colors
where edges
are authoritatively
defined, shadows
airbrushed out, and where
shades of gray
are outlawed
by decree?
Which hand Neo?
Which pill? Red or blue?
Will you see
the richness of charcoal and onyx,
mink and iron, chocolate,
amber, and bone?
Will you join
this unpredictable,
uncontrollable, authentic
Wonderland of uncertainty,
imperfection, human interaction,
reciprocal touch?
Will you stay, Neo?
Will you fight?
The rabbit hole is here.
Morpheus is waiting.
The time to choose
is now.
by Gale Naylor
Poetry by Gale 