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