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