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