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