the ocean came out of the sea and descended from the sky at the same time not knowing if when it touched land it would want to f** or consume or ignite or what difference there was worth discerning especially since it was dark and the ocean was made mostly of light and so couldn't see very well away from itself and it stepped on a man who was fishing on the beach and it k**ed the man instantly and was aware but unconcerned and this made the ocean feel aware and concerned because all life is precious or so the man said once to it so it sat on the beach and peeled the man off of its foot and yelled at his corpse 'your d**h is the price paid for you calling me 'it'' and the ocean felt there was no justice or peace or transcendence and cried a long stream of blood water and gas and then after an hour of not being able to climax she laid back with her hair in the sea and her eyes skyward and resented that she only had a corpse left to hold in the night