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