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.