Trace

Inside a circle drawn 
like a hand over a heart      
I lost

sight of the moon
Perhaps long ago 
when I took fright 

when I stumbled 

out
of my mouth 
a firefly winked

Is the soul slighter
than an eyelash
or a vein                

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