- The Mad Rose
Only love can save the mad rose
from destroying herself,
She is now using her own hands
to tear her petals off,
then swallow them piece by piece,
enjoying the painfulness
and beauty of destroying.
She has eaten every part of her body
until nothing left.
Only the gardener
can sense
the rose is still there
crying,
bleeding
and swinging
in eternal winds.
Hanson