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