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.