I exist in the realm of bacteria,
There but unseen, unfelt, unthought of
Invisible but there nonetheless
Waiting, waiting, waiting
Biding my time
‘Til I make an impact —
For good or no
And the spark of perception
Reveals my action to be that of a villain,
Essential or detrimental
Consumable like yogurt
Or consuming like staphylococcus
And the whole time I am invisible
Except by effect.
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