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