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.