Golden Deeply

Golden Deeply
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I had to limit to six lines …. Excuse me, a sinner, a player, a debtor, and a Catholic: I am all these things, but as of this moment, my savior, stooping, dressed in blue, behind an open door cruiser. I tempted and betrayed by the idols of the accident: the horses, boxers and titans. His promise of gold drain was illusory. Its mounting deficits and became my own. Derived from the determination of despair, pocket, hand and cover my face with the face of a man with intentions without complications. I mean her no harm, but my eyes deceive her. Silent prayer. I breathe deeply. I draw quickly. He pulls the trigger. I'm forgiven.

I get the impression that this is a dispute with a female police officer who shot at her when she thinks she is on a firearm. I am left with the impression that the narrator wants to die, as a final escape, and for a sense of being forgiven.