Untitled (fruiting trees)

fruiting trees roar up towards sky
pearlescent blue
no clouds in sight

tree trunks punctured by beaks
the wounds ooze
and feed ravenous neighbors

branches
embracing other branches
echoing the roots raging below

"we count on one another,"
whispered through jiving leaves
survival by means of reciprocity
a dance worthy of applause

"listen closely,"
"hear our words,"
"we count on one another,"
"just as we count on you."