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.