PUPEMA Poem by Gustavo Adolfo Garcés
PUPEMA
I wonder what became of Pupema
the alcoholic
the bum
who deliriously told us
about a night during the war
when three soldiers
with their heads bandaged
played dominoes
while the chaplain
and the musicians of the regiment
sang and got drunk
and an enemy soldier
tied to a tree
looked at the quagmire
I wonder what became of Pupema
Friday, June 22, 2018
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