It is icy.

It is icy. 

"You can let go if you need to."

I would not drop these bottles to save myself.

"But you can. Consider if you don't."

There would be repercussions. 

"What would they be?"

Blood and wine mixing, thawing the pavement -
the imagery is a little Christ heavy don't you think?

"Do you have a God complex."

Only so far as
my mistakes in this alley are for someone else
to clean up
to watch from a window
to feast on
we could go so far as to say I am a walking favor
even in death.

"Oh there is no good you know that."

Yes there only is
Him waiting at the iron gate
Hooded
Holding nothing 
But my hands - 
My hands - 
Hold on.