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