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.