Focus and quick typing
lead to the perfect manuscript.
Focus feeds on dark tannic chocolate,
typing burns calories and sweet molecules.
The chemistry in my body brings
science and creativity to the world.
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Reviewers love
I don’t know you And I love you.
You in your office,
The new shy member
of my scientific enlarged family.
Tough love is love,
Critics show care,
Statistics give meaning,
Typos are enthusiasm.
Your comments are my religion.
Waiting responses
Holding my pens
Waiting for the next results to write
In a heartbeat.
Research hills you by the hand,
Then drops you careless
In the pocket of an editor.
Will my story be told?
Will my figures be admired?
Hoping my answers will be useful.
Charming brain
Physical touch as a surprise
Wakes me up in the lab.
Caught up by my brain activities
And passionate planning
I forgot my presence, my breasts, my curls,
My natural charm.
My forehead corrugated and my heart
longing for an experiment to end.
The impossible happened.
Postponed stress
Fascinated by the job,
Addicted to the visuals.
I enter the loop and get lost
In my mental starry sky.
At the desk I can travel,
Learn insane details,
Join futuristic communities
And nobody notices
I am absent,
Yet still sitting.
Paper cup with no logo
One hand is occupied
Nu the heart and craze of coffee.
Cups shout a shop and an addition
But not mine.
I Reuse, I wash, my cup tells my name
And my will to action
Each morning.
Just released
Optimism spices up the adventure.
I see the end of it,
The ready text,
The comprehensive images.
I failed to picture the long nights,
I failed to picture the critics in my head,
I failed to picture the tired morning train,
I failed to picture the silent days in a crowded loud office,
I failed luckily also to picture
how high the wave of addictive
adrenaline would be.
Signing at last
Results and images had no name,
Hanging loose in the air of the auditorium.
Years have passed and they have been spoken,
Discussed, and tortured by anybody
With a mouth and a degree.
Now they are on the screen, they have a link,
They have a father and a mother,
And multiple curious coming along like children.
The list of names is long,
The list start with me.
Protein novel
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.
