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