Ужас

Ужас

Вървях из дълги коридори,
посред враждебна тишина.
Пронизваха ме хладни взори
на статуите отстрана.

Бе всичко тежък сън заспало.
Цареше странен полумрак.
И като пагубно махало
аз глухо местех крак след крак.

Там, дето беше тъмнината
най-плътна, взорът ми смутен
успя да зърне непозната
и странна фигура пред мен.

А щом пристъпих, изумено
спрях с подкосени колене.
Видях главата на хиена
върху девичи рамене.

Муцуната й беше мазна
от кръв и бледа, трупна гной.
И с шепот глух я чух да казва:
„Ти сам дойде и ти си мой!“

Очите празни ме сковаха,
и страшно падаше мъгла.
’И ужаса зелен множаха
безчислени огледала.

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