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