Nightmares
wearing hobnailed boots
kick the **** out of my sweetest dreams
silencing the laughter of my inner child
stomping mouths
full of broken teeth
and screams
pleading eyes once bright
stubbed out
like half smoked cigerttes
and fingers broke
that dared signal for mercy
from the beating met
bodies that danced
now twitch
in final painful throes
as they lie
trampled
beneath onslaught of blows
yet in death
the peace once sought
is found
for insomnia has no hold
on those that sleep
beneath the ground.