Insect Fingers from Honest Comedy by Infinity Land

I’ve got bugs all over me, insects of regret that taste like batteries. They’re always fucking buzzing in my ear, attachment like insect pins. Codependent germs and worms and dog shit. I woke up sweating, life’s been a nightmare since I discovered the growth. The GI said it was a skin tag, it doubled in size in a month. I think I need a second opinion, man. It’s like every aberrant thought I’ve ever had blossomed into something malignant. I could write a fucking book on body horror. Suddenly my mortality had a name, I called it Francis the Black Piss That Kills Flowers. It’s funny how you can want to die every day of your life until the universe drops an exit into you lap. Then all of a sudden life is precious. It kept growing inside of me until I found another doctor and made an appointment. Fuck!! She’s hot?! Goddamnit the nurse is hot too. Will my humiliation ever end? Don’t you fucking laugh at me. You’re gonna die laughing.

• Connecticut
• Punk
• hardcore
• noise rock
• sludge
• Waterbury