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