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