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