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