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