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