Bela Böcek's Written Works

The rushing breeze of an in-brain freeze Arising when one too abruptly arises From a comfortable corduroy couch: A green glowing line in...

My lost, ill nostrils both breathing Stands the sole luxury I’m seeking Though thrills too you are conjuring Seems I still fear ye yet...

One current curious cross section Between me myself and a maiden, Waking big bellied and bedridden From some successful cesarean, Is how...

This foot has got to go That foot is set to stay I by my dentist’s door With dire tooth decay

I crush a leaf And the world ends. I crush a leaf And the world ends.

I am in heaven In awe and shaken That there is a pool here Swim in my triumphant tears I am in paradise I cannot take my eyes Off of the...