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.