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.