kulcha tursdy: T.S. Eliot

I found this wee gem from T.S. Eliot – the man who wrote the poems about cats the Lloyd-Webber & co turned into the musical ‘Cats’ – thought you might enjoy it. Made me laugh…

Hysteria
As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in her laughter
and being part of it, until her teeth were only accidental stars with a
talent for squad-drill. I was drawn in by short gasps, inhaled at each
momentary recovery, lost finally in the dark caverns of her throat,
bruised by the ripple of unseen muscles. An elderly waiter with
trembling hands was hurriedly spreading a pink and white checked
cloth over the rusty green iron table, saying: “If the lady and
gentleman wish to take their tea in the garden . . .” I decided that if
the shaking of her breasts could be stopped, some of the fragments
of the afternoon might be collected, and I concentrated my attention
with careful subtlety to this end.

T. S. Eliot

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About Miss J

Gen-x Australian female - out of my mind and my country. Cast adrift, as it were :) Enjoys: cat-cuddling, books, movies, music, theatre, travel, rpgs, cricket, F1 racing and all things to do with the sea..
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