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