This is bone crushing
And I'm falling through
The tiny cracks that
Everyone else seems to
Just avoid, and everyone
Is so ahead, but I'm falling
And falling, and sobbing
Into the feathers of my
Griffin who hasn't woken
In five days, and I get
A little bit worried
Sometimes about
What's going to pop up
Next, and if I can make
It from one end of the walkway
To the other.