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