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