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.