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.