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