Incongruous

 

A fox trots in fine lines 

through the pencil sketch forest

 

to pause at tree here,

stump there,

its movements precise

 

or holy

 

it marks the roots in an ochre light

like a musky saint

 

leading its flickering trail 

to curling bed

beneath these paired giants, 

curious,

distinct,

 

a spruce and hemlock grown side by side, 

mismatched 

like socks

 

or perfect

 

in being drawn 

together 

 

appearing 

as incongruous

 

as the threat perceived

by their

differences.