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.