#contamination
Stand in the shallows,
meet your eyes in the murk;
your hissing poison,
your calm,
your plastic cancer.
Pollution streams from your pores,
like an old infection -
muddying the pristine,
running forever unclean.
As river water from the source
becomes oily refuse,
seeping into buried shoots,
you smile,
and offer me a sip.
I let it touch my lips.
Apr 9
Apr 9, 2026 at 5:45 PM UTC
My boyfriend’s a physicist - he finds the universe interesting.
Imagine yourself in Paris, where ordinary evenings can feel cinematic. Maybe it’s the staging of the luminous moon, the warm, flattering glow of gas streetlights, the low architecture that accents the sky - or the wine but there’s a collusion that meshes with the city’s origin myth of romance.
Anyway, you’re dressed to the nines, wearing later-surprise underwear and he’s talking about ‘neural convolutional networks (AI).’
They recognize and filter nebular contamination (whatever THAT is).
Who knew?
You could fill a library with what I don’t know - apparently.
He’s so cute with his smartyness.
Don’t worry, this isn’t a tale of tragic passion.
A little expressive affection will bring him into my ***** orbit.
.
.
Songs for this:
I Can't Help Loving That Man by Björk
Inside and Out by *****
Jan 14
Jan 14, 2026 at 11:01 AM UTC
Pirates of pleasure
In foreign waters
Access to excess
The fingers linger
On a perfect rounded bottom
In a conga line
Lust is a bust
This is no love boat
It's headed for dry dock
As a floating hospital
Swimming the high seas
With some unknown disease
Jan 26, 2020
Jan 26, 2020 at 11:02 AM UTC
*I write to feel at ease
I do not write to please
For I am a simple person
Living in my own world
Not a creature of talking trees
So many memories, this mind sees
Maintain a distance from me
As you are a contamination
That fused my life to freeze...
*
©sim
Nov 10, 2017
Nov 10, 2017 at 1:26 AM UTC
Free me of this sickness
Get me out of my mind
This virus in my body
Keeps me awake at night
And I wait under the covers
Take my drugs, suppress my fever
But it's something I can't sweat out
The tightness in my throat
The aching of my bones
Burning behind my eyes oh tell me why why why why
I can't shake you off
I can't believe it
Dust inside my lungs
From breathing you in
Every cell in me has been contaminated
Put me under quarantine
Fires burning in my head
Don't think I've even left this bed for days
Time slips
And spills away
Keep getting sicker
Haven't found a way
To treat my symptoms or find my cure
I don't know what I'm looking for
As the hours pass, all I can think
Is how you (went and) infected me
And I'm so sick of feeling wrong
And coughing up my ******* lungs
Every bit of my being's getting worse
I became a victim of it first
I'm patient zero
And until I find you, then
I will never be healthy again
May 19, 2017
May 19, 2017 at 1:30 PM UTC
man fukk this rap industry
how we got *******
actin like they
got male's masculinity?
see its all apart of the plan to disband
femininity
to keep you confused mentally subliminally
i see them pushing gay tactics
no body reacts to it
so everybody benefits
***** ya tongue dont belong ina ****
unless its a **** to fit now
you n serious ****
lets not forget *****
ya monthly period
you cant be serious ***** got ***** envy
but at the times
usin a *****
to a venus
but cant plant a fetus hahaha
fool you at a downfall feelin' like Lou Rawls
as i skull **** these feminist sick of this
all is one one is all
stop chasin' waterfalls
will the real men stand tall?
got women over man
its been the ultimate plan
remember the devil?
he gave women the apple first
so that was the birth of the curse
i know i may get alot of flack
but im telling the truth
so critics go ahead and attack
only to see black
out lights out when
my guns come out
set yo spark shorts
like a tripped fuse
traveling thoughts
oh yeah and **** the courts
hopped in my Chevy SS super sport
Smokin on a newport
got jobs to pull
never been a mule
or played a foool
but these rap males
ain't no bulls
more like cows
how you like me now?
when my guns plow
through you
like a snow shovel
ultimately rebel to them devils
at higher levels
but im an intellectual
Leave you wired like cables
un debatable check out my label
it reads"FUCK U" if you aint down with my crew
just me my self and eye
why lie never seen a sty iN my third eyes
bless the skies once i kiss the high
better believe its gone be fry
from Houston to Bedstuy
i Rock like Chris
with bars beyond an abyss
hits like Beirut sounding my platoon troops
we all ready come like freddy
through nightmares make cold stares evil glares
we coming to get'cha
dumb feminist sit down
before we **** ya
Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 12:40 PM UTC
Preventing contamination,
A constant challenge in cell culture.
Contamination not only affects,
The culture in question and,
Costs time and money,
But also endangers the reproducibility of results.
No cell culture problem,
Is as universal as that of culture loss
Due to contamination.
Generally, contamination may be separated,
Into categories of microbial,
And eukaryotic contamination.
Examples of microbial contamination include:
Bacteria (including Mycoplasma),
Fungi and yeast;
Eukaryotic contamination includes:
Cross-contamination with other cell lines.
Bacteria, yeast and fungi,
The three more common types of contamination,
But luckily these forms are often detectable,
Under the microscope and,
By visual cues,
Like colour or turbidity changes in the medium.
Mycoplasma is a small genus of bacteria,
That lack a cell wall and for this reason,
They remain unaffected by common antibiotics.
They are also difficult to detect,
With standard microscopes,
Due to their size, about 0.1 μm in diameter,
And the fact that they often attach to host cells.
To prevent contamination,
Use 70% ethanol for disinfecting,
Equipment & surfaces,
Related to cell culture.
Sterile filter the media first,
Before bringing to the lab.
Fetal Bovine Serum,
A potential source of contamination,
Contains mycoplasma.
Filter it at 0.1 μm, or,
Gamma irradiate it.
Aseptic technique,
Necessary.
The laboratory workers be the last,
But not the least source of contamination.
Teach them the ideal laboratory practices,
To ensure asepticity in a laboratory.
Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 9:02 PM UTC
More and more
My eyes
Are becoming
As his
His blood
Is contaminating mine.
I see his evil soul
Spurring in my kind nature.
He is influincing me
I catch it all the time.
His ideals
His way of thinking
Is starting
To corrupt mine.
Im scared
i will not be like him
I swear it.
Hold me accountable.
I will never hit
Never emotionally criticize
I will not be him!
even if it means
Ending it
before it starts
Aug 8, 2016
Aug 8, 2016 at 12:26 AM UTC
Slugging outside of this imploding cube
Instantly, the air is contaminated,
And only momentarily, will I pollute the entire room,
My jangly displeasure consolidated.
I come in solely as an interior
Burying my face in my cuffs.
You look down at me as I am inferior,
Smiling, with your hands full of ashes and dust,
Of all that remains from our cremated hearts.
Your swift steps reverberates the dilapidated tiled floors
Like the hums of wishes through laboured breathing,
Like the creaking in my head from the pre-vocalizing doors.
Sinking into the essence of my sadness,
Journeying back and forth and back again.
Uncomfortably, through these conditioned doors I crawl,
To seek and assemble words,
To position them like Velcro on the polysyllabic cerebrum walls.
That will shape the size of my cuts and bruises
In undeniable places,
As a mouthful begins to cascade and fall.
Sinking in my invertebrate state,
My physical texture of life
Salutes me once again.
Of the stem of creation,
And unpleasant satisfaction,
Inside my gelatin head.
Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 11:08 AM UTC