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