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