Saturday, May 2, 2015
A pedestal. Above the fray.
Forgive me. For bringing up. Less than poetic subjects. From time to
time. Unfortunately, that's the nature of life. To focus on the
suffering. Mostly of the unhappy others. I refuse to join them. To be
dragged down. Instead, I remain on my lofty plateau. A pedestal. Above
the fray. Though sometimes it seems. That I've joined the crowd. Truth
is. I know better. Really, I live in wonderful isolation. Some call it a
cocoon. Believe me. I know paradise. When I see it. --Jim Broede
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