in the last ditch, I'll think of you in poetry

You can't argue with success.
Because success is a concept.
So it doesn't have a mouth.
Concepts don't have mouths.
They don't have anything.
They don't exist in any corporeal sense.
So you can't argue with success.
I mean, you can argue with success.
But it won't get you anywhere.
Because it isn't a thing.
With an argument to express.
So you can't argue with success.
Not because success is unassailable.
But because the premise is stupid.
Anyway success is often an accident.
Anyway success is usually rigged.
Anyway success bleed unfairness and absurdity.
Like an unfair and absurd stuck-pig.
So fuck success.
It knows no arguments.
It knows no redress.
Let it do its thing.
Let it come if it comes.
Do your thing either way.
Because the process of success.
Is random and dumb.

You can't argue with success.
Because success is a concept.
And you are an actual person.
That is way more awesome.