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.