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