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