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