Just two more, just for you!
Because you reminded me that all my books were stolen, and because this is one of my favourites that I don't have anymore...
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,
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.
- Thomas Stearns Eliot (1888-1965), Hysteria
It really is a poem. You can tell, because it's written by a poet. It might be on my LJ somewhere else, but I don't feel like looking.
And by request, a rock poem (I've already quoted enough Led Zeppelin for one LJ, but I hope this will do):
Maybe I'll see you again baby and maybe I won't
Maybe you've bought your ticket gone back to Detroit
Airplanes make strangers of us all
Give us distance
Much too easily.
Jim says some destinies should not be delivered
But you and I seen now baby that still they are
Winning it makes losers of us all
'Cause the dice roll
So indifferently.
CHORUS:
Well, I'll wrap myself in cities I travel
I'll wrap myself in dreams
I'll wrap myself in solitude
("stranger's arms" FOR 3RD CHORUS)
But I wish I could wrap myself
In thee.
Tonight it's hot, without you tmorrow'll be cold
Winter will come along driven by snow
Love it makes strangers of us all
When we part
Oh so thoughtlessly
CHORUS
Once we breathed the breath of sweet surrender
Pure, pure Arab air filled our atmosphere
But pride it makes stars of us all
Until we fall
For everyone to see.
CHORUS
- Blue Oyster Cult, In Thee, by A. Lanier
(Because I've been craving BOC for weeks)
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,
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.
- Thomas Stearns Eliot (1888-1965), Hysteria
It really is a poem. You can tell, because it's written by a poet. It might be on my LJ somewhere else, but I don't feel like looking.
And by request, a rock poem (I've already quoted enough Led Zeppelin for one LJ, but I hope this will do):
Maybe I'll see you again baby and maybe I won't
Maybe you've bought your ticket gone back to Detroit
Airplanes make strangers of us all
Give us distance
Much too easily.
Jim says some destinies should not be delivered
But you and I seen now baby that still they are
Winning it makes losers of us all
'Cause the dice roll
So indifferently.
CHORUS:
Well, I'll wrap myself in cities I travel
I'll wrap myself in dreams
I'll wrap myself in solitude
("stranger's arms" FOR 3RD CHORUS)
But I wish I could wrap myself
In thee.
Tonight it's hot, without you tmorrow'll be cold
Winter will come along driven by snow
Love it makes strangers of us all
When we part
Oh so thoughtlessly
CHORUS
Once we breathed the breath of sweet surrender
Pure, pure Arab air filled our atmosphere
But pride it makes stars of us all
Until we fall
For everyone to see.
CHORUS
- Blue Oyster Cult, In Thee, by A. Lanier
(Because I've been craving BOC for weeks)