December 16, 2010

Restrained

Restrained
Six men strong hold me.
I wither into a lifeless doll.
Yet, I hear someone screaming.
The six men roll the doll
onto a stretcher.
I reclaim my body again.
I wiggle, kick and punch.
One hand, the second hand,
one foot, the other foot.
Four point restraints pinch
my wrists and ankles, I scream bloody hell.
The six men lift the stretcher
off of the ground.
Into a room I’m pushed
with one light and no sound.
I’m alone.  How long this time?
Twenty- four or forty-eight hours?
I’m spinning upwards, spinning.
I’m a propeller, I defy gravity.
I defy six wimps on top of me.
Soon, I’m not restrained.
I’m restored to my right mind.
I soar above the bullshit.
You can restrain my body,
You can’t restrain my mind.

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