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.