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