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