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