Life Without a Mirror

I'm singing into a vacuum
No response, no action
But my lips may be purpling
With the dark smears
Of a polarizing mind.

I'm pounding pavement silent
No distance, breathing violent
But it's possible my shaking limbs
Have pushed me far
From where I belong

I'm shivering apathy
No failure, no mastery
But some cold success might
Have carved a statue
Of my frozen figure.