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