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