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