Not Too Poetry

I long to be part of somewhere

where you’re a crucial part of the whole

Somewhere where you’re looked for

where your absence is a gaping hole

I long to be part of somewhere

where your wiggles make more sense

Somewhere where they connect you

where straight gets pushed to the edge

I long to be part of somewhere

where whimsical means relatable

Somewhere where you’re a masterpiece

and no one is more essential