Granite-Grinding (with new version!)

We build each other up, you know.
It goes to show what we can do
When we are at the last removed
From granite-grinding dusk to dawn.
Like when I said let’s get some chai
And figured out an alibi for why
My homework wouldn’t be complete
(I’m sick, and that’s the very least).
We walked along the streetlamp road.
I told you that my week was good
But it wasn’t. You seemed to know;
I thought to talk
But when I tried to speak I choked
And all the things I meant to say
Were lost to me, just the same.
Our drinks emptied themselves;
Rings of foam restrained from lips
That thirst for the apocalypse.
You went your way and I went mine
Awaiting what would be the next time.
And even though I hardly know
Which way to go
I often see
You, friend
Beside me.

---

We build each other up, you know.
It goes to show what we can do
when we are at the last removed
from granite-grinding dusk to dawn.
Like when I said let’s get some chai
and figured out an alibi for why
my homework wouldn’t be complete
(I’m sick, and that’s the very least).
We walked along the streetlamp road.
I told you that my week was good.
You nodded in that way you do
when what I say is not quite true.
We sat there while our drinks were brewed
and finally you asked what’s up.
But when I tried to speak I choked,
and all the things I needed to say…

Our drinks emptied themselves;
rings of foam restrained from lips
that thirst for the apocalypse.
You went your way and I went mine.
At times I thought the black of night
would touch me with a darker soul.
But then I saw, and now I see
that you, my friend, are beside me.