High Chirpings

"This is the last time,"
laughed I,
the ferret from a past life
Shake my finger at em as I gently flick the ash

hi,

I am the signal in your head and imma boom it
Knowing well what smile to pull to make you wanna use it
I been playing cupid
laying down the movement through it
Only route of thought that's fluent -
speaking sweet sweet music:
Coming up I'm cruising
clinging to the clarity
Rawly get ashamed how much I like when y'all be staring, see
The light's delicious, it's abundant, that's apparent, please
step into it carefully.