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