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