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