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