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