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