Dilemma in the back of the mind

The laughter is missing
When the hands move quick in the lab
Guided by the uncertainty
Of your recurring dilemma.
Sitting in the back of the mind
That rare possibility is talking to you
As a fresh breeze luring you away
From the routine.
Is a bad behaving protein
hiding a treasure?
A thousand experiments
Are started but might still not convince you.

Night thoughts

Eyes staring in the dark
For the river flowing in your head.
Millions thoughts of no taste
Refuse to leave you.
No value resides
In what keeps you awake and worried.
The value shines in the day
And stays on your lips.

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