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