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