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