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