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