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