Idaho's Genius

Ghost find shelter Ghost be good Be the air to my lungs Be the life for this rustic womb Please be the air Shake the pillars that have held up this awful space I have love for the kindred I have love for the lost Our stories have been stirring up a storm You hosted me kindly You scored my timid throat Your stillness has haunted all vulnerable eyes Leaving expressions on top on top of all tongues With an innocence that kills Innocence that enhances thoughts Devoted dancer of deep song Robust and quaint And there’s those morning that crawl Buried way deep down under my skin Parallel with my bones wild as a vessel The tides have been pulling me in Drunk of salt water full of flies Drowning forgetting my dreams You have killed me with your fragile hands We are armies of active minds We are armies of active minds Our stories have been stirring up a storm You hosted me kindly You scored my timid throat Your genius has arrived Your genius has arrived and it’s fierce Your complexion is fair Your eyes wild