CONSPIRATOR

Come breath with me

Under this tin foil hat.

Senses stimulated

By this and that.

Mind full and mindful-

The grey matter hums.

Perception simulated,

Body paralysed and numb.

Adrenaline flowing

Wired and wired.

Matrix glitches,

Tired thoughts mired.

Down into the world,

The place that matters.

As a trusting cynic.

Spirit once again shattered.