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