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