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