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.