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.