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