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.