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