Propitiate

I am asked countless times a day 
"how are you doing?"

What a question,
and to answer,
is a lifetime 
of culminated discovery.

Today, while bedridden
and burnt out by all of this,
a friend texted me 
"how are you doing?"

All the discoveries
swirled in my head.

I feel like a sick seagull
stuffing itself at an In-and-Out,
but I lied and simply said:
"Better."