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