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