A tiny lacquer bowl of Sweet honey gleams beneath festival lanterns - it tips, syrup spilling like molten gold.
Below it sit two Equal bundles side-by-side; the honey floods them until the pair glows, the image of overflow = extreme - picture jinbei-clad matsuri crowds stamping a four-beat はなはだ (ha-na-ha-da-shii) rhythm while cicadas whine, and that sticky, shining picture locks the meaning in.