Hairline gone the way of obsolete things
Body shaping up for the park bench
Wing tips replacing skateboard skids
Vivaldi rather than the Velvets
Awake to dawn of prehistoric sunrise
I’ve known trees with better plans than mine
Mr. Passer, born in San Francisco, extensively traveled the States like a restless dog before settling in Seattle WA at the age of 24. In the habit of posting missives as if addicted to being mutilated by nameless entities posing as very interesting and fun people. Jailed twice in King County for driving without hands or eyeglasses. Returned to San Francisco, as written in Proverbs, 'like a dog to its own vomit'. Can be seen on occasion at Vesuvio's on Columbus, upstairs, drinking apertifs under the painting of the naked chick. Passer is currently at work composing tanka cycles on his cell phone.
