Pining

Each branch and bump, notch and needle
outlines against the palest of skies,
reaching up to
- warmth
- all they need.
Contrast this with the urbanity of
"I will not vacuum."
Put the two - picture and word
on sandwich boards,
pay someone with chaotic knots for hair
a ten-spot to tout the two as a contest:
life versus fear.
Which coffee can would gain more green?
Would the sign be seen at all,
shoved aside because of a glitch
that leaves no notice of
fractal beauty,
a pine tree splashed with sun?