They were never uncouth and spoke impeccably
until that grotesque mannerism
Pierced boorishly through the silence
that made eyes widen and jaws drop –
even seemingly noxious to some ears.
There was an initial revolt
So I rewarded them with a look of repugnance.
Yet it crept into me over time
insidiously I practised
letting the entrapped creature out of
My throat to venture into wild air
like a bubble, for that they taught me
my face shall not change colour.