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