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