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