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.