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