Fireworks explode in a summer sky
as throngs of pulsing bodies rush by

Munching on rice balls and raw fish
my mind bursts into a panasonic orgy

Red from sake my throat feels dry
as boxes of toys
bags of popcorn
and strips of fried octopus
explode with a volley of rockets

Too drunk to think
I dance all night

Tomorrow's headache can wait -
for this moment
satori is here
as spectators sigh, "Ahh!"
while their feet sway