Greater And Lesser Tells Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Who cut down the celebrities,

The limbs of method acting wither
Along the path weeded with stars,

The footprints, like cheap astronauts
Waking up in the lunar park-

Give haikus to the girl
Working the drive through window,

Because you can read her name
Painted in glitter in her nails,

The tells of the trailer-park slumbers,
Fearing the Hassidic tornados,
The foolish paths of gilded men

Fly like paper airplanes on Park Avenue
Thrown out the window by little boys.