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