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