The Hum as Done

Different words been flying about and making their small needs known
Can't very well ignore when the songs you love are sung at you
Pointing into the blue and shiny party carcass part of your mind
Mingling with the outside through certain trusted agents
Ripe with hectic influenced theories about passionate conspiracies
The possibilities of which seem to be escaping me as I still am chewing
On some mental grizzle