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