Tell all the truth but tell it slant--
O Emily, I can tell you about slant
rhymes, half rhymes, half moons
my slant, code name for my secret lips

but you are talking about the truth
sometimes slanted, hooded, fakery
not the slant of my pelvic tilt.

Did you ever tilt your world,
rock the Amherst gloom?
If truth be told

gradually, you say
so to dazzle. I think the truth
should not be a blush growing slowly

but a flash of light igniting veins
exposing birds in the the blind--

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