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.