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