party,  bathroom,  door  locked,  lights 
 off,  shower curtains drawn. floor  full 
 of  dirty clothes, of garbage, and  as i 
 start  to unzip  my pants, she steps out 
 of  the   shower   and   pushes   me  to 
 theground. 
  
 i  wish  to   be   contacted   by   some 
 [god, alien]  who  would bestow  upon me 
 some  incredible  power  that  will  set 
 everything right forever. what  i  don't 
 know  is  that  this  happens   multiple 
 times per  second  - they ask me:  "when 
 you  said the  world egg was your  ideal 
 body  type, did  you  mean it"? i answer 
 "not really,  but  i can act like it for 
 you,  if  you'd  like".  at  this  point 
 however  they  have  already  erased  my 
 memory of the  encounter and  moved  on. 
 subconsciously,   this   is   where   my 
 sadnesscomesfrom