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.