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