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