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