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