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