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