The Communist

[the_mess]

You know
what?
You're right.
It's not like this was worth anything
anyway.
It's not like this thing
we had made any difference whatsoever.
It's your
world and I'm just living in it.
Maybe these little
pieces of
glass and plastic
have more meaning
than
the things that go on
between you and I.

I don't know why we even bother acknowledging each other.
Brother.

Comrade.

Yeah right.

Go on.
Someone else will do your thinking
for you.

It's the division of labor.
And you're not a thinker.