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.