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