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