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