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