Rochester

Keeping guarded in the underground

Saving smarts for the showdown

Drawing blanks with empty wells



Leaving traces painted gray and black

Coloring canvas tan

Apparitions in the wings



Always keeping up when the chips are down

Laughing wryly at the thought of a blood spill

All we want from all we need is gone



Captions marked on a Polaroid

Hauntings imposed null and void

Showing signs for sympathy



Intervening intravenously

Getting well for well's sake

And waking up in Rochester



And we see all the risings

And we feel all the writhings

And we’ll see all the linings

And we'll cede the scour



Keeping all the answers saved up