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