◉ 070 | One and one and one and one

We are

a funny family.

Everyone pulls

their own way.

Are we

a collective?

A tribe?

We don't function well

as a group of four.

Two and two,

not bad.

One

and one

and one

and one,

maybe best.

Every single one of us

has this tubular thing

that points outwards

into the world.

Our dinners

are short.

Someone always gets up

a few minutes after

the meal is served.

And still,

we are...

we are so...

similar.

Many overlaps.

But we don't see it

inside our cubicle.

Out in the world,

it becomes obvious.

Somehow,

we fit together well.