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.