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.