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