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