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