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