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.