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