shedding a skin

your friend
Roxanne,
who is covered
in a bright
menagerie
of tattoos,
used to be
a stripper
in a night club.
but during the day
she was a personal
assistant for a
motorcycle gang
called the Pagans,
chapter two.
she says that she
used to cook
them hot meals
when they came
back from a gang
fight, or a drug
deal gone bad,
or a long hard
ride on the road
terrorizing tourists
and women with
babies. she'd sew
up their torn
denim clothes,
and tend to their
wounds,
sometimes trimming
their mustaches
and oily hair.
but she's over
that now. now
she's an x-ray
technician
and works in an
office at the metro
plex. she bakes cookies
and writes
sweet poetry, she's
got some great stories
too.