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