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