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.