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