Isn't it funny?

Not the  "HA-ha" hilarity,
But still.
Isn't it funny?

How we don't laugh anymore,
how when I hear your little snicker
it turns my heart  to cold blood,
how your echoing emptiness chills my already numb flesh
to my strongest bones?

Isn't it funny?

How the hollowness possesses you,
hurls all the light right out to dissipate the warm smile greeting you,
so all that remains are
little shards of teeth
in my gaping black hole of a mouth?

Kiss me.

*Isn't that funny?