Restraints

“No more lunacy!”

That’s what I cried

As they strapped me down

In restraints.

I really meant it.

I wasn’t trying to be funny

Or even ironic.

But it seemed they took it as a joke.

So I kept yelling it

Till they didn’t.

I often find myself

Sighing nostalgically

Over that restraining bed

And all the wonderful things

That were said

As I fought the restraints

Like a man on the verge
Of an epiphany.