The Horror

I saw myself go through abandoned rooms. - The stars danced crazily on blue ground, And on the fields the dogs howled loud, And in the treetops the foehn rummaged wildly. But suddenly: stillness! Stuffy fever glow Lets poisonous flowers bloom from my mouth, From the branches like from a wound Pale gleaming dew falls, and falls, and falls like blood. From a mirror's deceitful emptiness A countenance slowly lifts in the vagueness Out of horror and darkness: Cain! Very quietly the velvet curtains rustle, Through the window the moon looks as if into emptiness, There I am alone with my murderer.