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.