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