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