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