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