n a s c e n c e.
(the uterine blossom)
this is a new ocean
1:46 a.m. on 2004-01-16
The two dead bodies laid copulating on the shore. They had given out before climaxing, but the ocean's (despair) ebb and flow continued to cradle their bodies, pushing the man into the woman. Even while they laid lifeless, they continued to fuck, the salt water sticking to their pubic hair like the semen that wouldn't come.
When the police arrived, they could not even laugh as the couples hands traced the word 'hope' into the sand as the ocean moved them like marionettes.
One witness whispered to the other, all I want is for someone to find me.