I twitched an eye, the swell boy laughed.The eye bruised a mixture of purple and green, they fought for a rightful place on my flesh.I felt the burn of a droplet of liquid rim down my eye, the swell boy laughed. The dry cracks in my lips were filled inbetween salty water and iron, the swell boy laughed.I gestured my nose up to the light blue sky, the swell boy laughed.I let out a small moan of desperation, the swell boy hummed.The swell boy eyes silvered to the hunger, the crave of my fear.The swell boy ripped off the rags that dripped from the ends of my corpse, the hunger conquered. I seemed to please the best , that is what I was told.I have no place to sing or shriek, I am a swell boys.The swell boy ate my flesh, it was happiness to them.The water in the well sat unpleasant , I let the purge overcome.You aren't beautiful the swell boy voice howled, I am not.