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