the supine interrogation

i supine to rest and proudly wither after you’ve painted my cock a glossy crimson.

you light me a cigarette you know i won’t accept.

the interrogation starts :
“you never smoke after i suck you, did you know that?”

the interrogation ends :
“i am a punctuation nazi, when it comes to life. why add a full stop when an exclamation point has already been used?”

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