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