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