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.