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