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