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