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