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.