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