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