Some days, I wear night’s armor,
and move through streets with purpose,
a sentinel of my design.

Others, I am the chaos grin,
painted across my own,
finding light in disorder
that scatters like shards of glass.

I am shadow, seeking form,
an outline tracing vapor.

In these shifting roles, I find
the spaces between certainty and doubt,
where I lose and find myself,
where I am whole and fragmented,
a hero in shadow, a jest in the light.