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