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