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