Midwest Opera
The local mogul, tall, horse-jawed,
machine-tool king,
accompanied by his grim chic wife,
strolls down the aisle,
strolls like a rolling monolith,
comes in like the tide
to watch
Scarpia’s treachery,
Carmen’s passion,
Tell’s bravery,
Chenier’s rage,
And then, waking up,
strolls up the aisle,
strolls like a rolling monolith,
goes out like the tide.