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.