Member Poem

Memory falling,
the way a train falls off its rails
and into a horribly wide
and horribly busy-currented canyon.
Memory running,
That which is the way of the lamb,
with a line of conversation tied to its tail.
Memory -
the way of the goat, on the mountain,
out the window of the train headed up the hill
On the side of a canyon,
Where water runs,
never from but to,
down.