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.