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.