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