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