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.