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