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.