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.