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