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