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