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