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.

Office magnet

My stomach a fist

When entering the door

Of predigested decisions

And bland ideas.

The tiny speckle of hope

And possibility of self expression

keeps me going

In and out.

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.

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