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