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.