Gee  CK, u hit the jackpot. wht's he see in u?"
slurred Jane, her English learned in France,
Eli says I'm a lost bird what fell on its head;
he's so romantic, ya got ...
The room filled with blue smoke & Jane lit
a joint laced w/ coke & ******. She smoked it
like a cigarette, as Chuckie yank her tights to
her scant hips, & flushing, smiled at her bud.
Jane passed her the joint, & Chuckie smoked
almost gagging, but Jane pushed her finger at
her & said "Gee-CK, u hit the jackpot --
Chuckie started coughing & spit up over the
floor. Jane really wondered
what she had left inside; there wasn't of Chuckie
& what there was had to be empty
except for blood & bones, but Chuckie had Eli --
What's he see in u? said Jane again.
Chuckie replied in slow English, "I ain't got
nothing in me." Jane smiled & never asked
the embarrassing question again. It made
her feel petty & small & she loved Chuckie like
a sister. She couldn't say Chuckie's Siberian |||
name either.