Goodbye Norma Jeane
Though I never knew you at all
You had the grace to hold yourself
While those around you crawled
They crawled out of the woodwork
And they whispered into your brain
They set you on the treadmill
And they made you
change your name
Metaphors!
What crawls?
What kind of thing crawls out of woodwork?
What kind of words would these things say to her?
What happens on a treadmill?