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