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.