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COUP   Mallarmé’s gambling astonished everyone even the poets   An acre of paper sold down a river whose blackbirds would only fly backwards   To abolish a missing passage   The ‘never’ of printlessness shipwrecked within the greater blues of untrackable changes   A fight thrown across a border unmaintained as the spyware of the future in which we used to live         BELL CURVE   A church, a school, a train almost converge Uncharming insect unhanded bird What we can’t see won’t always kill us with its unchained sequence of events: Kings Row, Folsom Prison Charlie and the MTA I hang my head and try not to think about what is and isn’t food Everything thrown back into the stream A train insists as if the world were in its way The inland sea is mostly corn A fever dissolving in the interrupted air that bends your clouds into the trees with the unframed excess of a dare It’s in the middle It’s just enough     ‘Coup’ will appear in Elizabeth Willis’s forthcoming collection, Alive, out April 2015 from NYRB Poets