Last Kiss

i need madness when
it comes to you...
all the distractions
and the hullabaloo
so that whatever i say
is consumed by what's around.
you're the one thing that thrills
and thrill is all that kills.

flowers for a funeral,
silent as a graveyard.
sealed like the coffin.
this Black so myriad!
nothing remains.
it has all died.
one wash-off in the rains
gagged and suffocating tight.

that one last kiss
has remained undone!
what remains of it now?
its a big unintended pun!
puffed up like a nightingale
for the last of the songs.
this breath may escape
soon as i end the bong...

long way back home
nothing feels amiss
yet all feels lifeless
in the last of this kiss...