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.