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