RON COHN INC & DAVID ARIAS
THE MICROBIOTIC DUO
&
THE GLOOMY STORY OF
HENRY’S MARKETPLACE
CHULA VISTA


But batman & robin were better
Because they were professionals
And they had faith

But you guys
Are a pair of bozos
Trying to gain back control
Of your rat infested joint

And the cockroaches
Have found their shrine
In the work
Of your hands

And you
Crunching numbers
While your workers
Are crushing their limbs

You have a smile of profit
While your butchers
Say farewell to their fingers

You look the other way
When you employees
Are victims of assault & battery

And then you said
“Nothing last forever”
You have made yourself
A market of accidents
A place of pain

DOG EATS PIG
OR
A TJ TAIL

Ham & beacon are delicious!
Said the little dog
Wearing the
The funky sombrero
He said the swine was
Helping a little mouse
With car theft
The pooch said
He didn’t eat them because
The pig & mouse
Were thieves
He said it was
Because he was hungry
And now he has
A taste for them
Some sort of
An addiction
And the funny thing
Is that now
He’s got
A K9 gig
And every time
He sees all those hogs
He gets the munchies

NIGHT

Just like rich children
Wanting to belong
Wanting to hug their poor offspring
Hating & loving each other
Both being afraid
But what they really want
Is to kiss
1 another

Just to be friends because
They want to belong
Eat & drink & be marry just like
Solomon advices everyone to do so

What a mistake is not to be friends
That’s why this electronic beat
Rushing from within the speakers
Perseveres in transcendental fellowship
And the action of embarking into
A marvelous opening of the eye

With exquisite glances of remembrance
Because forgetfulness
Becomes a disposable joy
Just like walking on
The line of patience
Waiting for nothing in particular

Peculiar liquid moments
I am talking about when
Rural becomes beautiful
For non other reason than
The simplicity of the will

Inviting more eyes to
Join the miracle of discovery
Because here
Summer never ends
Like camping on seldom
And scattered stars

Interesting looking
Oriental letters
Or whatever has that
Eastern tang
That you can eat
Or drink or inhale
In the most conservative
Moves and steps
And swing with
All that feeling

After all this is
A decision for celebration
It doesn’t matter
If the circumstances
Are like 2 baby twins
Eating chocolate
And greetings are inside
An envelope with
Wet wishes

It is okay
If sensuality resides
In feminine feet
And then hides
Inside the mysteries
Of the girl’s stomach
Because everyday
Is your birthday