Marjorie Wisler
It was a sudden,
dark awareness.
to hold my own
against a perpetual enemy:
sustenance.
This mind neglected seduction
by this,
and only this foe.
Anesthetized,
power suddenly is conceived.
At last arrive the ramifications:
a howling torso
molars:
aching for want of bolus.
I feel this machine
slowly swallowing itself up,
and I watch from my eyes
while the looking glass replies:
“You are less of a human today.”
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Marjorie Wisler is a musician, teacher, and writer from the Midwest, living each day to serve and create. She grew up on the Mission Field, on the side of a mountain in the South Pacific. Her life experiences are the inspiration for all that she writes: the joy, sadness, love and heartache of each passing season color her ever-changing schema.