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