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