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.