Spiders

Last night I had another one of those dreams

The ones where you constantly wake up

Only to realize you're still dreaming

I saw spiders in my sheets

The fear had woken me up

I jumped out of bed

And noticed the spiders were still there

Biting at my feet

The fear had woken me up

I jumped out of bed

Checked my sheets, checked my feet

Looked my brother in the eyes

And started telling him about my terrible dreams

He then fearlessly pointed at the two enormous love-making spiders behind me

Taking up most of my wall with their screaming bodies

It sang to me in the key of guns

Guns, guns, guns, guns

The fear had woken me up once more

I lied there long enough

To notice an awful pain in my stomach

If your chest was a wall, I'd punch a hole through it

You're so much prettier than you mother's maiden name

Her whore name, the name she embraced as a whore

I want to watch you rot

But I know that the pain my stomach

Is still going to be there when I wake up

So what's the point?

I'd rather go back to sleep

And watch those spiders fuck