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