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.