Diagnostic Box
you put me –
in a diagnostic box
like you tidy the house
and put away the socks
like you buy things
only from certain shops
you put me –
into your grand narrative
which sadly –
leads to destruction
i am only a part –
of your own social construction
you put me –
in a diagnostic box
you never give out keys
but you highlight locks
i am just a brick –
in the wall that you built –
to keep out the pain
all those blind beliefs
just a roof to keep out the rain
you put me –
in a diagnostic box
James Garratt – Tuesday 21st September 2021
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Diagnostic Box – Written Tuesday 21st September 2010 (Aged 35)
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