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