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