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