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