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