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