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