And when the dawn at length had realized itself
And turned with a sense of nausea, to see what it had stirred:
The eyes and feet of men -
I fumbled to the window to experience the world
And to hear my Madness singing, sitting on the kerbstone
[A blind old drunken man who sings and mutters,
With broken boot heels stained in many gutters]
And as he sang the world began to fall apart…
— Extract from Prufrock’s Pervigilium by T. S. Eliot, a section of the hand-written draft of The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock which was later removed. (via bookoflead)
