First Hit -  In The Stomach. And Then In 
 The    Neck.         Lights    Strobing 
         In    Angel   Patterns       
                                  
                              
                            
 Body Broken, Bleeding, Kicked Again  And 
 Again  (Now   Down   On  The  Concrete), 
           Ribs     Cracked.          
                                   
                                 
                               
 Consciousness    Rerouted    Into    The 
 Escaping Blood. Mixed With  The  Glow Of 
 The  Streetlights And Carried Away  Into 
 The    Hands    Of    The    Angel.     
                               
                                   
                                     
 She  Lifts   Her  Cupped  Hands  To  Her 
 Muzzle                And     Drinks.