Slide confusion

Numbers and colours

Fight each other on my slide.

Voices get silent

And bulletpoints get longer

Worth words telling a story

That built in the lab.

Glass and plastic have cuddled

Liquids of value

And proteins of temperament.

Idea competition

I hear your loud words,
I see your rigorous slides,
Your expensive material is in front of me
All day
I feel scientifically invaded.
Your childish opinion is everywhere
Taking over the space and the mind
Yet my idea is better.
Small in its corner,
It ripens to perfection
And its time to bloom is behind the corner.