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.