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