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