The Soul Cut

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The Soul Cut - 

By Paul McCann

When I go out

I carry my scissors about

So everything I see I don't like I can cut them away .

I sharpen my scissors on the edge of reality and keep them stainless in the pockets of my soul where truth will guide my way .

I snip back the time between you and I for I cannot wait any longer to see the smile on your face and the love in your eye and every day each step of the way all I do is cut back the tears that want to fall because I miss you here every day .

What a wonderful gift are these scissors that you bought for me my love and I will keep them in my pockets until the end of time .

I'll never cut back forever as being with you there is fine .

There is no end to its measure .

The hearts treasure . Its you .

Footnote

This is a structure called the Stepladder that employs syllable count .where the
first line of the poem doubles up and the second doubles to a point in the poem
where the doubling up stops and then begins dividing in half to the end of the
poem . 

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