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