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