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