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