Work passion
No plans, no agendas, no reminders
Are needed
When work is curious
And colleagues are stimuli.
Targets are just bites for you
Who anxiously dreams how the whole cake will be
And how the story will end
Lab day
Another day has passed
Through my clicks and my printings
In the busy lab
Who looks forward.
Lab animals feed on planning the future
And snack on tiny bites of promising mistakes
While the mission proceeds.
Life octopus
Grown to become
The octopus of life
Juggling the objects that keep a life fun.
Tentacles in books, in food, in the forest
Search and grab the unusual
Of a million objects.
Limitation is frustration.
Monster
My monster wants to look forward
It craves for novelty and answers,
For stories well told.
I feed it articles and newspapers,
The opulence of the Internet makes him choke.
It rests when my questions are set
And written down for walking to tomorrow.
Beetle
Like a beetle I crawl
To the frontiers of the mind
Searching for new words
Asking for new images
And demanding sharper feelings
To describe and feed
My inner curiosity
And my hungry monster.
Philosophy
A new philosophy arises
On the way to work,
On my expectations and demanded achievements.
Not every day is a success
And I sip frustration even more often
But I will keep on working
And approach this desk everyday
because tomorrow is coming
And I am so curious.
