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.