Untitled

Tonight i'm eating stars

and yer not gonna stop me

travelin through bars
with glitter on my stockings

My body parts are shimmerin

as i move through my own galaxy

My high heels kick up moondust

I got Saturn's rings for jewelry

Yeh, i know that times are hard

and you got yer shovel waiting on me
But tonight i'm eating stars
so you can shove yer goddamn gravity

The Sun fell down my pants

and I'm gonna dance till Gabriel blows

Search all night long till i find myself

a couple of celestial bodies

Go on you can dig yer hole

cuz tomorrow you might catch me

But tonight I'm eatin stars

and mother -fucker you can't touch me.

Poem included in the text of Nancy Scheper-Hughes “The genocidal continuum:peace -time crimes”, Power and Self , Cambridge University Press, 2002. Street Poet from Baltimore