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