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