Embroidered tapestries drape like clandestine skin,
Epaulets of memory weigh soft linen thin.
Cinctures cinch truths in serpentine coils,
Crinolines cascade, hiding labyrinthine toils.
Corsets constrict fervor with each careful lace,
Chions utter wildly, like doubt’s delicate chase.
Loomed threads entwine in a chiaroscuro spin,
Revelations fasten with a sly, silver pin.
The cloak of concealment, the mantle of might,
Dons itself daily for battles out of sight.