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.