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