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.