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