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.