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.