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[lightedpalace]

We thought we knew what we wanted.
Compelling connections to be
explored as swift as swallows fly;
sparks exploding into stars,
making pyres of our young bodies.

We knew what we thought we wanted.
Fearful of endings we tried
to live at the speed of light
& outran our selves.
Gathering up everything
to offer one another,
it all went into the fire.

We knew what we wanted.
& watching the whole thing burn,
rising like a plume
of light & smoke & mirror
high above the lights of the city,
we were grateful for the chance
to get it wrong.

[Alsiony]

We knew what we thought we wanted.
Fearful of endings we tried
to live at the speed of light
& outran our selves.
Gathering up everything
to offer one another,
it all went into the fire.

I like what I see in this, the part that I have picked out above particularly, as well as the final two lines ...

we were grateful for the chance to get it wrong.

Thanks
A
x

[mat james]

we were grateful for the chance
to get it wrong.

Lovely thought, "lightedplace." I enjoyed the whole poem and idea.

A good line for a grave-stone, too.
If Leonard wrote this I would rave on about some mystical context and suggest he was talking to his G~d and thanking Him for this opportunity at Life/existence.

Mat.