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