A COLLECTION OF CLICHES CAN MAKE A POEM INTERESTING

I will make the night
a beautiful trip
for you to wander
through the bridges
of serenity
the gardens
of yellow and seafoam

and as you lower
on your knees
to pray
i swear
i will keep the night
to a level where
the light of dawn
won't hurt your iris
it'll just warm your
scratched eyebrows

It will feel better
than the Christmas you spent
on a hospital bed
last December

You know, if you never
really acquired something
you can never trully miss it.