Hypothermia - Play the Game

I love the feverish tickle that gets me
When all again - and again - is set to fall
When they think they've been running for ages - on and on.
But hardly moved a square at all - at all.

Now sleep my pawn - to play the game
The game that all of you have come to see.
The game that's played for you alone - me alone?
And be amused how it struggles on - and on.