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