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