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