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.