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.