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.