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