Some proteins survive boiling,
Some enzymes live happily ever after
The long drop freezing,
Some peptides bind like a child to a mum,
Tight.
I will be a curly lysozyme today,
Hard working and efficient,
Yet sweet to taste.
Black noise
The fight is not the way
Not mine
To prove or win
A satisfaction vane.
You poke me and trick me
When i despise you
And your darkness.
Pick up your slippers,
It’s off.
Silent hand
I support with my orders,
My leadership annoys you
Yet keeps the boat afloat
And the night tight.
Your silence and complaints
Support me in the days
Of fights and hateful discussions
Worth a soft touch.
Travel alone
O tired myself today
Punching the reality
To move it further.
They border is now distant
But almost visible
with my half-closed eyes.
The luggage is ready for tomorrow.
No Limits
The limits of a repetitive and recurrent nature
Are confronted with the infinity of the molecules
Orchestrating a bigger design
As crowded modern cities
Fit in single statistical values.
Find your scale, find your limits,
Start pushing.
Solo thinking
I am Made stupid by the competition
And the painful comparison
With people by the different talents.
Freedom is in the solo thinking
And in the attention and consideration
For yourself.
