Stripper in Alaska

She strips down naked
Under a stage light
In the bar every night,
The miners encourage her
With shouts of delight,
A rough and tumble crowd,
Drunk to the gills,
To warm up in the
Arctic's winter chills,
She's getting older
And feeling colder
But wants to keep her job
By getting bolder.

At home, she dresses
Warm to sleep
In order
To conserve the heat
And wonders with
Increasing sorrow
About her doubtful morrow...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2008 Alfred Charasz