A word game coming from a mental exploration of the word “protein”.
It is still not clear
What makes the centrifuge tilt
And make me question my worth.
Is the centrifuge balanced? And me?
Can i fulfil simple tasks at my age?
Am i again not trusting myself at my age?
The loud noise shakes me up
And the sentences fall void.
My words flow enthusiastic
Telling a topic few appreciate.
The story had little players
With specific superpowers
That secretly touch or lives
In the core moments.
Few days are left
To tell the story of the little protein
That from an egg ended up in the pharmacy
And into my throat.
Small miracle of evolution, I admire you
And love you
For your stubbornness and generosity.
The invisible fragments
Swim free in pure sterile water
Ready for the magic.
The monstrous plasmid is coming
and the reaction will start
Hot, agitated, repetitive.
A single mutation will change the course of the experiment.
A tiny step of in vitro evolution.
Make me a protein today
To express myself in all settings.
I wish for time to make me more resistant.
I demand the stability
In a simple watery situation.
I yearn to be hard-working
And fast reaching
While selecting my companions
For a perfect fit.
Hard life in they lab
Where hard materials and soft dreams
I don’t feel I deserve
Your pastel smiles and encouragement
When my data are a Pollock
And my protocol a rollercoaster.
Be there and keep quiet
To watch the show.
In the middle of the night
I watch my life as a movie
With characters vanishing
And persons acting.
Condensed in a dream,
The countless adventures and challenges
Seem logical and worthy.
Happy and grateful,
I can ready
I contract my muscles
Crunching over control
Of little Excel cells and tiny data points.
The scenario they picture
Is the natural reality
Or the translation of my expectations?
With a joyful papercup of Black tea in my hand
And a backpack of numbers and theories,
I travel through unseen possibilities and questions that hide treasure doors.
The sun has today
A paternal attitude
Coming through in bright spots
To enlighten my thoughts
Of revolutionary science
for a future we can hardly draw
in Black and white.
In the sun,
Calm and covered by a relaxed pale sky,
The lake represents me
A surface of sweet waves
Not higher than a foot
Condenses the life and motion
Under the surface.
Dynamic and cool,
I reach the
The approaching shore and its stony grass.
Hop hop over your accelerating heart,
Hop hop over the dark thoughts of a terrible outcome,
Bounce from idea to conclusion
And have fun
Passing the levels of this living video game.
Fluo colours and sharp edges
Define the levels of no different value
Where you illuminate new routes
After a long time.
Sunny day with a lazy face,
Stand by me and lull me through the hours
Of this nonsensical routines.
The door opens silently
And the imagination escapes
Into the bright landscape
Holding hands with my secret plans.