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