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.