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.