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