game-ing

us being collusively abused abusing
in our ruse-ing delusionings of choosing
wallowing in alternate illusionings
proliferating surrogate’n hallucinationings
we swallowing right on down
they numbing us all all around inside
and we claiming it’s just because
we in a hurry being in such a hurry
back’n’forth in between back’n’forthing
but aint hurrying fast a ‘nough
being the shuffling shells we using
for colliding the coffled coffle-ling forms
of our glaring bamboozling allusionings

our eyes they shut so posing closed
in there staring at in behind our selves
through shaded little peepholes painted
on the faces of invisibling wanderers
strolling arm and arm wrapping-up
in words of their serpentining whores
making believe all in our making believe
having no clue ‘bout no notion how it is
that’us going to be keeping score

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