There ain’t no Oz, Dorthy
You’re never gonna win. Wipe the sleep from your eyes. Turn off your screens. You ain't.
You’re never gonna win.
Not even if you practice
all day, every day.
Not even if you get
that nose job or
invent a better mousetrap.
Not even if you win the lottery or
hit the triactor, 100 to 1.
It’s just not gonna happen.
Entropy has you between her legs
and she’s holding your head down
in her dirty hands.
There’s a loose nut in
every assembly line.
There’s a self destruct button
blinking on and off
in each of our hearts.
Best to not swim upstream.
Learn to love the toast on the floor
jam side down
cuz
your ship always goes
back out again
and you’re never gonna win
cuz
there ain’t no Oz Dorthy.
Go ask Cesar.
Go ask Marilyn.
Tell it to the moon
and then sit back and wait
for the next go around.