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.