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.