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