What Is Is What Must Be

The only words that matter are spoken by a whore.

What Is Is What Must Be

I’m driving down some road,
returning from somewhere 
I can see what’s on either side 
I’m glad those lines are there.

I turn on some dirt path
and park by an untilled field,
a rest stop for my loneliness 
a symbol of night’s yield.

The only words that matter
are spoken by a whore. 
All the rest is distraction, 
mortality’s de…