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