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