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.