I'm A Kind Of Hard-wired

If You're Australian, You Feel It In Your Bones Because You're At Odds With Everybody Else, Except Other Australians, In The Sense That People Always Seem To Be Behaving Strangely. People Always Seem To Be Behaving The Wrong Way, In A Different Way. You Say Things And There Are Silences.

Polly Jean, I Love You. I Love The Texture Of Your Skin, The Taste Of Your Saliva, The Softness Of Your Ears. I Love Every Inch And Every Part Of Your Entire Body. From Your Toes And The Beautifully Curved Arches Of Your Feet, To The Exceptional Shade And Warmth Of Your Dark Hair. I Need You In My Life, I Hope You Need Me Too.

No Fish Can Swim Until The King Is Born, Until The King Is Born In Tupelo.

If You Took Love Out Of The Equation, I Wouldn't Know What Else To Write About.

What I Think About When I Frequent The Museum Of Natural History, The Metropolitan [museum Of Art], And I Look At These Artifacts That Are Taken Out Of Context And How We're Forced To View Them As Objects, As Relics, As Sculpture- Static. But What's Interesting Is What It Allows Me To Do In My Head In Terms Of Imagining What The Possibilities Are Or Imagining The Role In Which They Played Within A Particular Culture Which I'm Fascinated By.