De Profundis Clamavi Poem by michael spangenberg

A cry from the orange-pale corridors
Dante's purgatory, burning transition
Inferno-economies of atmosphere.

Scream of distant memories
Eclipse earth-deafening silence
Triple atrocity, double indemnity.

Sleeping the subdued pain away
With empty (lithium-carbonate) pill-bottles
Yellow Arsenic, delivered by kind pharmacies.

Only child, hanging on the smallest tree
Sole custody, perfectly legal lawlessness
Heartless mothers, abduction China-style.

EmilyJane's body went up in smoke
Fatherless child, pure emotional abuse
Why's that unbearable, you ask?

Looking for an answer.British
Columbia's winds stopped blowing
The sky, it's kinda blue.