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