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.