I took the blue pill
followed by
another blue pill
to be on the safe sideimmediately a
scrumptious soft sofa
almost swallowed me
(marshmallow fallow,
cumulus cloud)and there and then
the flat screens came, hologrammed
in from nowhere, pure
plasma TV
dangling
from the ceilingzillions of channels all (thank God)
not quite the sameand so I wondered
(following the Schrodinger cat
in me)
whether it
would be Mars rusty desert
I would find myself traversing
(from rabbit hole
to worm hole) having
swallowed that red pilland now with Vergil and Dante
on track through the Inferno
to such a
different parallel universenot a couch left to speak of
or pair of Matrix armchairs
in any of its galaxiesjust those with
the powercalled upon to be heroic
when they find
themselves sacrificed
in the
vanity of
the presumption that
every battle
with evil is
some non zero sum game
BLUE PILL
30 Monday Apr 2018