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.