• I am inside someone who hates me. I look out from his eyes. Smell what fouled tunes come in to his breath. Love his wretched women.

    Amiri Baraka: I am inside someone
who hates me. I look
out from his eyes. Smell
what fouled tunes come in
to his breath. Love his
wretched women.
    Amiri Baraka (2015). “S O S: Poems 1961-2013”, p.67, Grove/Atlantic, Inc.