Poem - Woman Not Seen

Here is a new poem that I wrote today.
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Woman Not Seen

I’ve toiled on old red carpet,
Skinning my knees,
Reservation blues suburban home,
Tortured genocidal comforts,
Not knowing anything different,
The sacredness is wooziness,
Is dizziness,
Stumbling,
Tripping,
Dream time,
Woman time,
Moon time,
Bleeding time,
I clutch my heart in my small hands,
Finding it hurt and torn,
I confide in the land,
The sand on my feet,
The water washes up on my feet,
Washes the grime,
Washes the torture,
Washes away my souls wounds,
As I dream more in this sacred time.
I feel paralyzed in dream time,
I feel paralyzed in real time,
The faces,
Low spirits,
Jail time,
Is in a body,
Is in this body of mine,
I try to dance,
Alone,
Down a dirt road,
In the woods,
In a home,
Under dim light,
Dreary light,
Industrial light,
No one sees,
The woman not seen.