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