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