Internet Poetry Quotes

“The Wound It could come from a bad childhood Or bad parents, or growing up in the wrong neighborhood, Or it could come from going to the wrong schools, It could be caused by, being punched too much, Or teased too often, but it’s there As we follow after wrong ideals and mishap theories Always the wound and the dull”
― Damion Hamilton, Internet Poetry

“Writing the Street It’s the end of the work day, and I have a bad case of Claustrophobia from the warehouse coffin, The only cure is the street, Were everything is “pure’” Breathing in asphalt, as I’m no longer of myself, As a frayed day dances in June The architecture of the species”
― Damion Hamilton, Internet Poetry

“silent declaration: This is not for me”
― Damine Hamilton, Internet Poetry

“destination of zero, From point A to zero And all the boulevards, highways, avenues and drives, Side streets and alleyways led to zero How could people wake from their slumber?”
― Damine Hamilton, Internet Poetry

“At the point of the day People let you down History’s filled with disappointment And people have been around a long time Though not as long as the sun And not nearly as reliable”
― Damine Hamilton, Internet Poetry

“Where Are You Going? Cars moving through the rain, on a Friday Night Where are you going? I would like to know your personal history And about your job and your family And about the love, which broken and healed sometimes—”
― Damine Hamilton, Internet Poetry

“me And I am impractical (the root of my pain) I’m an unknown person in an unknown city Moving through unknown crowds Or riding unknown busses and trains Moving towards unknown destinations I feel very small, sometimes Like an ant in a web, about to be eaten By a spider And the sweet girls do not notice me, because I”
― Damine Hamilton, Internet Poetry

“Bad Job     I got a gig at a trucking company, loading freight, And damn it was bad, sweating in a suicidal St. Louis Summer night   And the dudes in the place were scary looking and numb, Most of them were around thirty to fifty years of age, most Were supporting families; and I was only, twenty-one at the time. My trainer showing me the ropes and the wharves, as it all seemed Too much for me at the time, As the planets in my head swirled One had to do so much to earn a living… so much The guys so scary looking, they had been there so long That were beginning to look like the truck, the trailer, The freight, the skids and the boxes As”
― Damine Hamilton, Internet Poetry

“Lottery Ticket     There’s so much Which goes unheard and unspoken   I watch a woman in a nurse’s uniform Stand in line buying a small stack of lottery tickets   Her voice is tired along with her hair And the back of her scalp   She’s hoping one of those lottery Tickets will serve as a vehicle out Of her job and her life I watch people standing in line Buying those lottery tickets And feel very sad   Waiting”
― Damine Hamilton, Internet Poetry