I Woke up Dreaming - Teenage Jesus And The Jerks

My eyes are gript, my fists are clenched

My brain is open, my mouth rips

I woke up dreaming, you are my vision

I want to touch you, my fingers shiver

Across the room, under the covers, open the blankets

You’re my wound

My wrists are split

My elbows twisted

My shoulders bent

My knees arthritic

I woke up bleeding

You are my razor

I want to touch you

My fingers shiver

Across the window

Under the curtain

Break the glass

Feel the pain

My guts in knots, I convulse

I fall on the floor

I search for pulse

I woke up heaving, you are submission

I want to touch you, my fingers shiver

Across the street, under the pavement

Open the concrete, you’re the heat