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.