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.