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