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Ongoing, First published Mar 14, 2023
Elusive conjecture never replied to still
By james a.galgano

Last poem before I sleep with the fishes maybe forever I fear.
As the world crowds in upon my hopes and dreams only remains unclear
Where often I am left forsaken  or out of the question, surely out of any view
where life these past years has found memories to accrue like some lost savings we never thought we knew existed
yet we persisted hoping to find beyond a shadow of distending light in the shadows we could never see
while we went up[on our struggles to live our lives or care for those we love now for eternity
Yet poems are elusive creatures they have a 24 hour life span often nothing more than this 
what is life or love when we cannot decide which is which disentangled amiss without a prayer 
If no one ever replies are we actually even here if no one reads this or replies
Maybe last poems wait like Lazarus behind some biblical eyes we have forgotten still
Like our dreams here within our heart which forever wander like elusive true love and free will
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