I Wish Said Rick

I were more interesting. Trust me,

you were more. Your mind sight floored us all. 

I miss whispering truth into your brain.

Rain did not begin to cover it with cloud.

Acid-cut cameo personality

resisted you while nothing else could.

Roundel flirts with straightedge swords and furniture.

I am part of the furniture an upstart.

Rotogravure intends me to compute

you in your sleep too steep for les fleurs du mal.