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