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