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.