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