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