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