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