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.