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.