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.