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.