Assumption pain

Standing by the centrifuge,
Minutes are like stones i cannot push away.
Laying in the meeting room,
Simplified sentences hurt like ignorance
When dressed as wisdom.

Mansplaining

Rested and conscious
I horizontally review the conversation
And its flaws hurt my brain.
Standing arrogant men
With heavier opinions
Suck up your time and words politely
Pushing you to the path of failure.

Process game

I pass you the message
My mind everyday hopes for
In a meeting with coded words
And flying smiles.
A shared vision for the lab
And for the proteins
Become dotted and our poor ideas
Cannot overlap today.

Meeting etiquette

Your opinion is loud in your head
And will not rest
until it is shouted to those bosses.
The setting is absorbing the sounds
And the meeting proceeds
with no hype.
All are listening and pretending,
A few decide
On the apparent democracy.
Raising your voice is not welcome
And hiding your knowledge
behind a subtle question
might be your only expression.

Meeting drama

Communication is a word understood
Buy all but always in a personal way.
I thrive for communicating smartly
And you lose yourself in intro and acknowledgments,
Slowly building distance and disrespect.
The air gets dense
and the faces tense in masked attention.

Too cool

I am only bothered by your question marks
And your artificial doubts
That pose ridiculous installed on my way.
My voice is calm, my reason clear,
You will hear them
Until my coffee gets cold.

Word stream

Protracted and diluted
Worth no valid reason,
Your words are losing their power
And you my respect.
Aggressive words
Hide a void intention
I will not favour.