Not Enough Evil Poem by Maya Hanson

not enough evil here
to feel at ease.
but really
where do I ever relax?

I turn all the mirrors around
every time I walk through the door
of a new place to live.
please don't look too long.

milk chocolate
in all the corners here…
you are too sweet
where's the bitter
I prepare myself

your heat sizzles off my cold skin,
sparks like I wish it wouldn't,
evaporates before I let it
replace that chocolate
to settle my hunger,
evaporates before I let it
touch me.
you thought you could
touch me.

I should tie you down
not enough evil here
to justify this hell-heat.