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.