Hollywood

THREE cars, two country clubs, a boat, a stable:
Sometimes he wonders how it all began.
But only sometimes — he’s a busy man.
It takes some work to keep the same old fable
In quarterly repair for Hays and Gable.
What if he has forgotten how to scan?
He has a right to make it while he can.
His critics would, themselves, if they were able.

They would indeed. And yet when it is night
He locks the doors and keeps the windows barred.
For sometimes he still hears the echoing flight
Of hoofs that clatter far above his yard,
And shivers as he waits the morning light
To single-foot on Sunset Boulevard.