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