Predapocalypto

p r e d a p o c a l y p t o

a poemstory by toure

a.k.a: inspired by the film of the same name

a.k.a: coming together with smoke glass and jaguar

once

there was this matrix

that was a monster in a tree whose vines were like snakes

next to a trap of sinking sand

after i became blue(ish),

just as i was beginning to worship the eclipse,

the monster made me prey

but i am jaguar paw (i am), and this is my forest

the monster's eyes are then like mine are now

as are the forest, i suppose,

and the snake, which was actually a vine snaking up a tree

next to a trap of sinking sand

somehow suddenly all around

now, i became dark, i saw

and the monster and i danced and laughed

at who the hell we were

once