This poem reminded me of two things. The first is a silly character from a video game called Final Fantasy IX (Nine) ;P called Steiner. He's a night. He's a goofball. He clanks around in his armour, and worries about the princess he is meant to protect. He worries about her so much, he *comes along willingly* when she gets abducted, because he doesn't really trust the kidnappers to look after her properly. 

> fragile in armor

And to all extents, fragile in any costume or outfit - the business man in his suit, the woman in her red dress, powerful, empowered, - full of statements and intent, but ultimately trembling behind a tenuous sense of agency. 

The second thing that it reminded me of was a song called *Feint* by a band called *Epica*, which has the lyrics: 

> Every beat of your heart tore the lies all apart
> Made foundations quiver
> Every wave in the lake caused the porcelain to break
> And I shiver...

That song and that album is going to be something that I am going to write about in the future. :)