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