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