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.