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.




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Written on 2026-05-11 at 16:43

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Albert Vynckier The PoetBay support member heart!
you are a complex person
the line that resonates in me
Don’t ask because you’re from a poor country
poor country rich people
2026-05-22


Editorial Team The PoetBay support member heart!
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2026-05-18



Forgot to mention:

"treacly"- great word choice- love it
2026-05-12



Some will sell their souls. You are not that man. And this poem-
I get it.
More than you can know.
And this writing is magnificent.
2026-05-12


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
Classic format + your sense of humor = rockin' it.
2026-05-11