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