Out of the labyrinth

Out of the lab and out of my head,

I let the summer absorb me and that childish

smile come back suddenly.

Windows and computers,

Numbers and papers are like walls

in a labyrinth to my TBD destination.

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Pink walls

Walls of concrete,
I despise you totally.
You are the grey background to my efforts and sweat in the lab
That kills the poetry of science and the excitement of discoveries.
I dream of you in pink
To fought the testosterone in the air
And in the organization.
Posters are my tool
To put a smile on this massive production of results.