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