Accusations. And shame 
of the kind you would deny 
if it did not shine like a light
obeying no switch or hour
of each corroded day
passing
like shadows over heart
Inside the moment
But outside the code
Of this motionless dawn
ground to a halt 
But breathing
Relief of surrender
To a great white Abyss
Surrendered.
Salvation from secrets 
Of the kind you would deny
If they did not weigh
Like the cross created
As a burden to carry
Through Each corroded day
passing
Like shadows over heart.