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