Through and through
In fine-tailored shades
I am fully engulfed
By their treacherous folds

I seethe on end
So razor-sharp
In the cloak of all men
Of the fine and unfazed

To be wedded and withered
In these fine-tailored bars
To thrive and dine
To my certain demise

Through and through
I reside
In the shades of all men

So shamefully
Sober
And dull