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.