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