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