So Be It Valentine

So be it to all things
I say so be it
to the man who destroys
his father’s garden
so be it to the couple
fucking in the backseat
of a Buick parked on
Main Street in the middle
of the afternoon so
be it that we still use
war and disease to cull
the herd so be it finally
whatever it takes
to prove the absurd
existence of the soul