Treasure Pain (14-14)

“Treasure Pain”

 

The map is not paper,

the directions are not in ink.

The screen holds the coordinates

and my brain is left to think

of how to decipher the code

embedded in the lines

that lay in front of me

as I look for the crimes,

its victims, and its perps,

but my eyes are not tools

suited for this mystery.

I could make a fool’s

guess but without the key,

buried inside a fragile heart,

destined for hurt, booby-trapped

from finish to start,

I will never know for sure.

So the question remains:

is me knowing the answer

worth my lover’s pain?

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