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