Lost Voice

My voice is lost
to the chattering
of classes I do not know,
nor understand,
which sit uneasy
within my thoughts.
Disingenuous in accent
and syntax,
more atuned to the dry
throats
the silenced tongues
of the long since dead.
My voice is lost,
a magpie in the graveyard
stage managed words
of mumbled travesties
from redbrick libraries
cursed to be artifice learned.
My voice is lost
or was it ever truly there?

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