in the laboratory we are home
there’s nothing
we can’t figure out

the unknown is at war with us
we fight it with weapons of our own–

we have our numbers we have
our stats and figures and theories we have
hands that sometimes catch and sometimes hold
we have eye contact that sometimes lasts too long
we have each other’s sentences in our mouths
before the other has finished speaking

we brandish test tubes at mystery
swords in the name of science

in the laboratory we take careful steps
forwards always forwards
always towards each other