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