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