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