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