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