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