Another Game

The game

Rip me deep and grate me with a slicer, then peel aside the skin

It's semantic when you choose where this journey should begin
Maybe follow another's road map, displayed in twisting scars
Or carve your own unique design to place me further behind bars

Slit away each layer and gorge upon the rows of reeking debris

Smear yourself with victory, the fruits from this flawless killing spree
Altho' each delicious dissection made with the grace of Fred Astaire
Did you even noticed...... I was never there?

Your game was only ever solitaire!