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.