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