beautiful chaos knocked on my door
leaving a trail of yellow daffodils
outside my bedroom window

the storm that brewed
was of Chrysanthemums
but I’m afraid of the flowers she bleeds

Hydrangeas rained down from my ceiling
letting the blizzard
erupt inside my tiny room

And the chamber overflowed
from the tulips that grew
out of the stained carpet

So now I’m living outside
with the sunflowers
basking in the beautiful chaos