At My first business trip
to New York was in the year
of the 1970 Osaka Expo.

At dusk, I was guided
by the company president
to a members-only jazz club,

where I became intoxicated
by jazz and drinks.

Back at the hotel,
I finished writing my report
and took a moment to relax.

Before going to bed, as I gazed at the New York night skyline,
it felt as though I was placed
in a scene from a movie.

This was during my mid-thirties.