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.