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