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.