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