MM N 644. Literary sketch. The Scream

Literary sketch. “I was walking along the road”.

MM N 644, fol. 1r

    I was walking along the road with two
friends –

    and the Sun was setting

    The Sky suddenly turned to blood
– and I felt a wave of melancholy
I stopped – leaned against the fence
tired to death
Above the blue-black fjord and city
were clouds of dripping steaming
blood
My friends walked on and I remained
behind in angst with an open wound
in my breast.

    a great
scream passed through nature