we see the same moon

my love

and swim the same ocean

and eat the same taco bell

but we’re worlds apart.

we breathe the same air

and dump in the same outhouse

we use the same tubes

but my mail never reaches yr in box.

i feel like you made a rule against me.

i feel like your provider thinks im selling something.

i aint selling nothin.

what do i got.

the moon?

we have the same moon.

but damn yrs wanes nice