Jamie Luray's speaker is worn out from trying to be heard. The poem opens with yelling, pleading and begging, yet nothing "gets through" to the person being addressed. Then, just as the speaker gives up, that person suddenly wants to listen, and the speaker is bitter about the timing. Others are quick to misread the outburst as an attitude problem or a bid for attention, but the speaker insists they have it wrong.
The central question, "What's the point in speaking?", is answered bluntly: "None. That's what." The speaker seems to need help from one particular person, "the one hand" that never reaches out, and cannot fix the problem alone. The image of words flying past a "dodging eye" suggests deliberate avoidance, not simple distraction.
The mood is frustrated, then resigned. The short, clipped lines feel like someone running out of energy, and the closing question repeats the poem's helplessness: why push harder when nobody is paying attention?