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4 a.m. car sounds.
As a child, hearing the train's
chuff-puff far...far

The endless going away
of a train in the night
of a child.

Sun beneath the shade,
bird chatter. Must have slept...
The train is gone.

The child tries to stay awake
all night to find out
about night.

Night's mystery
comes from sleep. You can't find it
by staying awake.

In the dark a child sleeps.
In me, a child sleeps.
Am I the dark?

A child, perfect
in sleep. How might a poem
sleep?

"God is in everything" --
low on the list of
ingredients?

"God is in everything?" --
efficacy claims not
FDA-approved.

"God is in everything" --
darkness and sleep are what
everything is in.

"To dream – aye, there's the rub."
The rub is from trying to erase
one's dreams.

Erasing so hard
the paper tears. I can see you
through the tears.

Note: The 3rd from last haiku is a twisty syllogism. If God is in everything, and everything is in darkness & sleep, then God is in darkness and sleep (perhaps forms or prototypes of blankness).

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