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