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.