it can go either way

some people talk all the time.
you can't get them
to shut up
about themselves, what they're
doing, where they're going.
their illnesses, troubles,
good fortune or bad.
blah blah blah.
asking them a question
is like striking
a bee hive with a stick.
out they come.

while others are wound
so tight, so closed and
uncomfortable saying a few
words about themselves,
you want to scream.
like grey rocks, they give
you nothing in return.
they just can't trust, or
loosen up, or let anyone
in. pulling words from them
is like pulling teeth.

I think I fall somewhere
in between unless drinking
is involved. then it can go
either way.