I lost my grandmother's ashes in one of my old apartments,
In some video game's epileptic level bosses,
Counteracting swarms of emotions with rapid eye movement dexterity,
Jumping sonically from one platform onto another
As the final hero cuts through the cachalot's tempered skinny membrane
to escape, and with a sugar cake in his hand,
bites the forgotten earlobes of golden locks with a hissing penetrating tongue,
'give me your soul, just in case i make it out of here'...