(just who are we all deceiving
and just what are we achieving
with this what we’re conceiving
as a some thing that’s whatever
we’re really here believing)

vacuuming 

in the callousive streaming of fear
help’s always in there as vanishing
flashings dashing back and forth
in delusioning illusioning ruse-ings
wraping-up in used plastic cocoons

feeling is feeling no feeling
of always being swallowed
in the swallowing reboundings
of redundantly muting echoings
of the same hollowing words

so how are we knowing
just what it is we’re knowing
and what we’re really showing
in all our goings and comings
with everything being so numbing

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