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