Checking In: Martha Jefferson

Martha Jefferson

What shoulder appearing modest
While silent hunger rives with exhaust
Is elected to such podium
Under applause and limping dross?
Without a thought or consideration
Of desire to be or to not
“You know we’re all so proud of you”
“We’re all so proud of you”

(Chorus)
Oh now, Mamma, Papa
Please don’t look upon your son
Puking his guts out
At Martha Jefferson

“Be as one apart, our brother!”
The told me while I exited the room
Dragging Jingle-jangling prospects
So inviting, so removed
Into exclusive dissipation
They don’t agree with me on anything
But they say they like the way I think
They like the way that I think

(Repeat chorus)

Rational flutters powerless
Against sheer glass of emotion
A passenger of others’ destinies
Their conclusion, now my fall
So like the insanity addicts
I traded realities for nutmeg dreams
And at dawn, awoke to grim nightmares
Mortifying grave nightmares
And at dawn, awoke to grim nightmares
Awoke to grim nightmares

(Repeat chorus)



So what shoulder appearing modest
While torn apart inside with shame
Is elected to such podium
By those who lean on fractured frames
Without a thought or consideration
Of what is or is not the same
“You know we’re all so proud of you”
“We’re all so proud of you”