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.