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