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