Trypophobia

Trypophobia

The hope is to have done enough

that one day researchers petition

the court to exhume my body

if only to see how drugs influenced

Pulitzer Prize composition.

If I'm less lucky it'll be to study

genetics' influence on selfishness

or to collect any remaining fingernail dirt

pointing to a plagiarized lifestyle.

But the grandest fear

is to go dead head-first into flames

because there's no demand for

deconstructing the flawed didacticism

behind my every verse. How would

I go in that scenario? Acid attack

by rival bard? Duel over the duchess?

Jay-running to catch the bus,

papers scattering?

—Kyle Newman

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