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