Ave Globus Terror Te Salutat Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

Uprooted flung
Thrown down
dethroned
Beheld
by a blind folded sky
Beworn
by centuries old debris
Dragged into
The Upwards
beyond the lines
Unto extremes surpassing degrees
durability tortures testing extents
a solid experiment fidgeting within the titles
popping out of numbers
flashlights
dying screens
landmarks
deadmarks
switched upon
logged off
access forlorn

In a sec or two the world got mutant
AVE GLOBUS TERROR TE SALUTAT