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