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