Am I getting old, should I wear my trousers rolled?
Do I dare to eat a peach?
I LOVE T.S.Elliot! Has anyone EVER given dorky asexual gay guys a better champion. What did all those turn of the century "modern" closet-cases do before T.S.? Oh THE VALIDATION!!!!!!
But seriously, "the jew on the windowsill" racism not withstanding, he did have a way with words.
We have to think of them as forever bailing,
Setting and hauling, while the North East Lowers
Over shallow banks unchanging and erosionless
Or drawing their money, drying sails at dockage;
Not as making a trip that will be unpayable
For a haul that will not bear examination.
SOMEONE give this guy a razor!
Or, as T.S. would have stated it "I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope."
No, actually I love him, I really really, honest to god
, I do.

I have heard what the talkers were talking
.... the talk of the beginning and
the end
But I do not talk of the beginning or
the end.
There was never any more inception than
there is now,
Nor any more youth or age than there
is now,
And will never be anymore perfection
than there is now
Nor any more heaven or hell than there
is now
Urge and urge and urge,
Always the procreant urge of the world.
Out of the dimness opposite equals
advance.... Always substance and
increase, always sex.
Always a knit of identity.... always
distinction.... always a breed of life.
Now THAT'S a man I could love!
Posted by bostonwill
at 12:01 AM EST
Updated: February 18, 2006 12:57 PM EST