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