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.