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