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