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.