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