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.