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.