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