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