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.