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