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