Inside   On   The  Floor,   Two  Glowing 
 Squares Of Sunlight  Flooding In Through 
 The  Decorative  Windows. Slowly  Making 
 Their  Way  Across The Room,  Eventually 
 Coming  Across His  Body. Like Two  Arms 
 Reaching His Stomach, And Then Into  His 
 Ribcage,   Gripping   Something   There. 
                                          
 Fox   Body  Pressing  Close.   Its  Eyes 
 Opening  His,  Asleep But  Staring  Into 
 Its Pupils, Into The Surface Of The Sun.