Bürstner Speaks (IV)

One day I tried To see if they lied - To see if there’s really a baby Somewhere inside - Where would it hide? Stuck a finger up where it might be Feeling for bone Feelings alone Looking for skull inside me And what did I find? What did I find? I believe now that they tricked me It’s only me; It’s only me; Alone and set free in my body Yet still when I touch My side in a special Way there’s this awful feeling I cannot help but Wonder if maybe I was just bad at looking Well, who knows how small This baby could be Or if it’s in there at all