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