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