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