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.