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