recrystallized

i waited all night
for your
beck and call

and i know you
waited
just as long
just to call

but this box
called life
isn't going to open
that far

and this thing
called heart
can't love from
afar

and this beast
called soul
won't live very
long

not long enough
for the vapors
of what i was

to be recrystallized 
at whim

what's the point
of now and then

when there's blanks
that surround
what begins

(end)