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.