the atrocious heart   you sparkle and wear colours that attract my eye like a trout after your line i nibble i leap but you're trolling too fast for my ancient tail battered from other battles with rod and reel   there is no way for me to catch up with you you've got an Evinrude engine doing ten miles per hour I just can't swim that fast anymore   Ha I'm no trout with a sunrise eye I'm the blank eye of a shark after the smell of my own bloodied body