The new Opera

The new Opera

Brown, fallen leaves,
Selling their failing stories
Of exile to the
Evergreen, who,
As glorified audience,
Sit and watch, with tears, pity
at other times frown, judge
With popcorn and brownies
The beautifully sad lines of failure,
That the exhumed outcasts
Had to suffer.

Note: Oh my misplaced, squinting modifiers! 😀