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.