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