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