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