i'm back from outer space

I think some god of some thing should give me a small black box. The happiest box. A child in the deep end of a pool. An obese woman who has just bit her way into the cream filling of a snack cake.
The happiest box-
With a small red button.

And this small button should be adorned with pristine, ivory letters so expertly carved into the red, balloony plastic.

ORGASM, it proclaims with a kind of pride that you can only burn in hell for.
ORGASM.

Glistening like sweat on a gym floor.