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