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