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.