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.