Fat woman changing by a window

In all light
you eclipse paintings.
Oyster thigh, marble hip,
your lips hands teeth
archaeologist offerings.

A gilt solar system, a salt cathedral,
a thousand veined bluebell wood
inlaid in cedar hinge.

A velvet prison,
a mermaids purse, apple cheeked
and brimming content.

The air is a stone with a hole in it.
The view, you chargeless.
In your hair, a chorus wreath of wealthy critics.