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