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.