Show your tongue to me
Let me tell you
How you are
Roll up and discover
The underside
Where panther unfurls
Too hot in the sun
We wear our outside smiles
With blisters hidden
Connected in swallow
Board a bus, get out
But the breath will know
An ease in this hope
There is clear air ahead
Just breathe
Away the false
What cannot be spoken aloud
A sore throat is never 
Just a sore throat