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.