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