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