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.