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