An abstract poem for the masses. I think that the length of the scalpel's run really drives in the size of whatever is being cut out. Basically saying that no matter what we are inflicted with or are struggling with, we an cut it out and move on. You can end it even if we're talking about lying to stealing to being insensitive and I would even go as far as to say addiction.
This is a beautiful piece of work, my friend. Thank you.