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