I meant to reveal all:

undress honestly.

But I now see

it’s just a rip-off.

The Designer Labels

and the tailor’s tricks

come away easily

enough. I can slickly

toss fashion aside like

it’s going out of style.

Yet the more I remove

the more I expose

my bluff. Bollock bare

I am permanently

overdressed. A lifetime’s

defences have

become a shell

from which I never

emerge. Besides, I’d

feel naked without it.