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