Stay hungry
And dream your results at night
Draw the perfect fit in your vision
Where points align and
Point to logical and error-free behaviours
In your samples.
They will come to you
in an ordered procession
And indicate the answer to the question that followed you through the years.
Happiness
Happiness it’s you
the light I see behind the glass
Staring and waiting for my smile to rise
And conquer my fearful core in the lab.
Happiness it’s you
The pink halo of my sky today
Pushing slowly the important news
I long for, alone in the lab.
Happiness it’s you
The number that matches my prediction
Putting order on the unpredictable chaos of nature.
Risotto protocol
Mixing and measuring feeding my imagination
To engage my stomach.
Oil and onion, rice and red wine
In precise controlled amounts
Jump on the scale.
Unexpected and imaginary Ingredients
join together into a delicate fairy flavour
That diffuses from a steaming Calderon
In my kitchen on Sunday.
By the lake
Searching for peace away from the lab
I scan through beaches and lakes
Enjoying a chilly beer and a warm cake.
Will I bring this calmness to my bench on Monday?
Sleep
Sleep is missing
Today
From my toolkit.
I will battle and review
from a superficial balcony
Today.
Few tiny hairy roots
Will hold me down
Today.
Escape
A punch in the stomach and the will to run away,
Is one of those sunny wavy beaches a good enough registration
To survive this discussion?
Squeezing my forehead,
Sweating and breathing
Forcibly naturally,
I let imagination take me away
But not each time a remote beach is enough.
Meeting life
Paper on the table,
I play with my pen to show some degree of mental activity
While the meeting unfolds
and clueless opinions are seeded.
Is this the direction?
Lost after running behind a headless hen
I go home and cook
and find the real meaning.
Lonely
The dark and silent corridor tells me I should not be here,
the lab is no place for night-owls and lays traps on your way.
My samples are ready and biology does not wait
for a sunny day or a cheerful colleagues to be present.
I take my numbers, throw my work once it’s done,
and head to the starry outside where lonely I head home
full of energy and grateful.
Time to go back
I sense the energy of the past shining behind my shoulders,
How it faded away is still a mystery
But I see fake smiles and manipulations
Putting sand on the flame.
Can I revive it? How to empower it to take over my life?
Slowly and steadily, on a steep solitary road
It will find its voice, my voice
And it will shout fearless and clear
As on a wooden stage.
Enzymes matter
It is just a beautiful day
To connect formulas and overlap graphs.
A freezer with dormant enzymes wait for me
To make the magic begin
And portray them in action
Whole binding molecules, while extracting electrons
While releasing the novelty they produce
In the world.
Relentless hunt
I’ll carry my grey face to bench
Also today
And perform the magic of mixing and tapping
That took me so many years to learn.
With careless attention I’ll draw schemes and note digits down
Waiting to connect the dots
and disclose the hidden figure.
Nerves
Droplets of water take me and my nerves to work
On a day full of expectations.
What I think and what will be asked fuse
In a tiny dense Black cloud
I cannot easily blow away.
The whole day will be needed.
Waiting
The waiting enters my mood and takes my patience down the road,
Still and covered of leaves they will find me waiting,
Surrounded by the colours of the fall they will hardly see me
And everybody will have forgotten my purpose in the lab.
Laccase
Transparent liquids turn vivid
And solid materials dissolve
Under the touch of a tiny enzyme
Armed with its powerful yet lonely ions.
Meeting sense
Laying on my chair
I join a group that discusses and coordinates
The work, The present, the attitude, the future.
What has been done and what is on the way
Is analyzed and evaluated to the detail,
Nervously and frantically
To remove any initiative and sense of freedom.
Plans are approved and lists checked out
Ready for the next series of experiments and planned discoveries.
Learning to lie amber
Generosity for free
You beg for help,
Your questioning face demands my support
But no please our compliment leaves your mouth,
Hope desperate are you?
How deep is the water you are in?
Is there really no exit in your labyrinth?
I doubt.
I move my hand,
Activate my brain searching for answer
With no value to me.
Here they are to make me feel good about myself and reminds me of my spark.
But You are so small that do not appreciate, you can’t see the effort and the generosity.
How sad is this
How sad for you.
Colour
Add, mix, vortex,
Label and colour-code not to forget
Where the value is.
Time for preparation will pay off
When the colour will change
Or our bubbles rise.
Imaginary
Alone with my thoughts
I fool myself with a brighter future
Where I will not compete in a competitive world
Amber will not control in a controlling world
But is this possible?
I tell myself yes and imagine alternative scenarios
Searching for satisfaction at work.
Digging
In a perpetual race
I dig my memories and my dogmas
Looking for the spark that takes me forward
Shedding light on my new path
And new discoveries.
Unique
Here you are pretty protein
Whose colourless nature
Hides its unique activity.
Water of unsuspected value
Filled with thoughtful care and
Fruit of a winding and windy treasure hunt.
I found you when hope had left
And so many people
As a personal gift of nature.
Heat
Dancing to the beat
I move from sample to sample
With sparkling enzymes cheering for me.
Reacting to the heat
I collect data and errors
Leaving fire and sparks behind me.
Silence
Your silence kills me
And amplifies your expectations in my head
How to think of something cheerful
When everything is wet and sticky?
I will write, I will sing and I smile but not for you.
Anger
In silence I observe and absorb,
The Black smoke you exhale and corrupts me.
I will elaborate later the damage and the pain,
In unluckily situations I cannot foresee,
It will approach the surface and burn you
With the fear and anger I grew.
Blackbird
Head down I run, mumbling numbers and dreaming a future of independence I hold my breath and smile. I know it is not forever and each sigh is crucial. I will, I'll do, they'll do, I'll go.
I stand
I bend my branches and stand the wind,
Getting stronger and colder I stand.
Blue and lemon yellow Asier passers through me
and leaves me
Alone
But standing
Alone.
Possibilities
The sun on my back
Reminds me of the many roads ahead
Of the infinite combinations
And maybe the one driving me is not there.
Safety Rules
The rules of the lab
Don’t apply to life.
I wish there would be safety rules to be enforced
And safety goggles not to see sadness.
I would wear my white coat
And have no fear.
Unluckily not,
You have to figure out the rules
And play your unique game.
Escape
Fast On the train
I escape the lab and find nature.
Sunlight, breeze and spark colours
Tickle my imagination and my dormant rationality.
Explore
You tell me to stop and focus,
To find the core of my research
And its unique settling point.
I am shocked and started at the million usp I see worthy time and money
In front of me.
Why don’t you see it?
Explore
You tell me to stop and focus,
To find the core of my research
And its unique settling point.
I am shocked and started at the million usp I see worthy time and money
In front of me.
Why don’t you see it?
Everyday lab
Between uncertainties and errors
I draw my line and lay my questions
While I wait for the eureka
And sigh at the bench.
