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Obscure Hungarian Horror Film

That burst of feeling which erupts within
Your heart when shown a gaudy movie still
From years long past and countries you’ve not been
Can feel as monumental as a hill.

But will you climb it? That’s the questionnaire
Your mind will ask. The screen is blank. But now
Behind closed eyes, the movie plays right there.
You’ve earned another life. But don’t ask how.

Don’t ask because you’re from a poor country.
There’re no means legal to afford this fix.
There’s ways to procure it but all slyly.
Can you bear to continue or leave this?

I’m sure you’ll laugh. I do too, for the path
That’s risen before you I’ve walked as well.
Art is a heaven worth the treacly math
That some will say could only lead to hell.

Poetry by Sameen