11:11
Window of assurance
A break in the storm
Tell me it's not for nothing
Standing tall against threatening winds

Dizzy
Sweat dripping, fever rising
Had to hold myself up
Knocked back by the aura
Of Buddhist monks at the trough

I would have engaged one in conversation
Talked about dharma and the quality of the food
But not a single one spoke English
*******, real deal
Bald and robed to a man

I only want to know
What prankster spirit tells me
I'm a genius and a poet
So convincing I believe it for a moment
Time out of mind

11:11
20 minutes ago
That's how long it took
To comb the thoughts in my lazy head
To come up with this thing

Whatever this thing is
Devils tell me a masterwork
Though I know devils lie
The truth of the matter is in the heart
Not sleight of hand or speed of eye