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