Twinkle Thud

You open your mouth
and words do spill out
but they only splash on me
make a mess

Those words that come out
of that big gaping
don’t get very far
as words go

Those words you spill forth
are for your ears
I think
they kind of hang
around your head
kinda twinkle
kinda makin’ you look
sorta special
until they fall to the ground

Those words you bother to
only take time from me
only make a mess of me
only almost had me believing
you were giving me
some kinda

Open your mouth
I need to understand…
Is it a faucet or a drain?