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.