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