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