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