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