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