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