You, Garcia, just you

 

You and your melancholic whores
You and your depressed generals
You and your hundred years curse
You and your noisy solitude
You, Garcia, you
gave my world taste and color
You, Garcia, you
taught me
that cholera is a social disorder
that love is a rotten fruit
that murder and floods are  all good in news
You, Garcia,
you retraced my world
you dismissed notions like time and space
you made me long for solitude
You and your melancholic whores
You and your depressed generals
You and your waterless seas
You and your noisy solitude
You, Garcia, just you
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