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