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.