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