Rock and Roll Girl
by
John Grey


I've got this insomnia so bad
I want to slip into some bar
somewhere and sleep it off,
my head hard against the juke box,
the songs playing three for a buck,
in and around me, like I play,
or maybe like she'll play someday,
this rock and roll girl
growing out of my ribs,
making me believe that's my choice.




Budget Press