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