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