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