THE LOVE SONG OF J. ALFRED PRUFROCK by jnow1101 published on 2015-05-04T23:21:16Z Andy Nowicki reads T.S. Eliot's classic dramatic monologue revealing the mind of a the man who would "disturb the universe," if only he weren't so self-conscious about his skinny arms and thinning hair. "I grow old, I grow old... I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled." Genre prufrock
