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