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.