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