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