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