In the warmth of your car

You arrive at an empty bar

Where the decor commits

Every artistic sin

Where buildings rise high

And carve up the evening sky

Untethered from purpose

Yet still guarded, as we begin

I have no idea if you still drink

If you do, raise a glass here with me

I've watched you ache

And you've watched me hesitate

We've both brimmed with words while

Sitting wordless and reserved

But let's not compare notes

On who has hurt who the most

On this anniversary

Of a greater violence endured

Ghosts of squatters that we built this with

Weave through barricades, rubble and mist

So arranged at the foot of these graves

All our petty concerns drift away

So let this monstrous and clotted spite

Be abolished from all hearts tonight