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