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