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