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.