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