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