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