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