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.