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