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