She had just met him.
She wanted to ask, but like
Always, she was scared.

She jumped off the cliff.
"How is your mother doing?"
He hesitated.

"Good, but we have to
Try and strike this thing." he said.
Struck something in her.
_________

They just fell in love.
She worries about his worries.
Always, she was scared.

She jumped off the cliff.
"How is your mother doing?"
She cries in his arms.

He fights back his tears.
"Good, because ou believe so."
A scared moment.
_________

He has just left her.
She finds an excuse to speak.
Always, she was scared.

She jumped off the cliff.
"How is your mother doing?"
She stutters-nerves shot.

He's looking elsewhere.
"Good." She pretends to not care
That he doesn't care.
_________

She just found herself.
Long time without him around.
Calling, she was scared.

She jumped off the cliff.
"How is your mother doing?"
She holds the phone firm.

"Good, but she could be
Better. But what's not like that?"
They hang up. "They" ends.
_________

They are just strangers.
Thoughts rarely bump into him.
She changed, never scared.

She jumped off the cliff.
"God, how's his mother doing?"
She needs Him to say,

"Good." Then, she whispers,
"Please, somebody, tell that boy
he matters tonight."

There's a man mopping his brow after
    a Nobel-worthy experiment.
And there's a man mopping the floor after
    he leaves.

There's a man who has a scoop on a
    thrilling story.
And there's a man scooping ice cream,
    yearning to find a thrill in it.

There's a man picking a new car,
    a fiery red convertible.
And there's a man picking grapes,
    his back burning on fire.

There's a man singing his lungs out for
    thousands of people.
And there's a man singing away in the mines,
    his lungs already out.

There's a man who makes life happen
    with his wallet,
And there's a man who can't afford to,
    a circumstance made by life.

There's a man.
And there's a man.

You're a staircase of kingdoms.
A bacteria, hosted by tolerance.
A protist, without an identity of your own.
A fungus, risky and thriving on what once was.
A plant, needy for growth that flowers ambition
     but wilts your respect.
An animal, a robotic hunting machine that thinks it can think.