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.