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