When “the body is but the foam of a wave” (as Dhammapada teaches), the mouth has nothing to do but to foam with words.
It’s always been like that. What’s a haiku but a medieval tweet?! Mind watches its own passing and mourns itself with verbal sentimentality. Community through communication.
This constant communication-compulsion to rejoin the stream of “what is” is what makes this communal life-stream flow in the first place. Pour out!