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