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.