Toulouse/TooLoose/ToLose

I'm sitting in the
sauna,
slathered in coconut oil,
hoping against hope that
it will prevent
stretch marks

from all the weight
i hope to lose
soon.

Hoping that to lose weight
is not to loose weight:

Toulouse, who celebrated
the generous girls
of the burley-que,
well-padded girls who
trussed like turkeys, trusted that their generous
flesh was a gift,
an erotic
wonder.

Sweat trickles between
my breasts, breasts
gleaming with sweat and oil,
and the hope that
they won't droop further
into despair.