Here, among enormous rocks,
hot springs bubble from the earth
and Japanese men flaunt their worth,
or not: some choose to hide their cocks
with towels but the boldest stands
upright amid clouds of steam
regardless of his kinks and bends.
The waters make us sweat and dream,
our nakedness responds in these
forty sulphurous degrees:
doped to the gills, we slip our bonds.
Each moment here prolongs the hope
that we will be reborn from this
measureless, amniotic bliss.