The Papparazzi.

Where's my Papparazzi?
At a distance, I see,
and using fake names
leaving notes carefully.
Fumbling with pictures
while waiting for More,
listening to Gossip
and tallying the Score.
They Buy and image
of Glamour which Takes,
cast Entertaining Judgments
without Knowing the stakes.
Are their lives So empty-
Creating other for Mistake?
Name calling, because they Are so Perfect,
For Hippocracies Sake?