winter's new river

[click image for Joni's River]

You just go a little wild playing river songs in a window behind the one with the pretty picture. You just forget the ticking clock, the firecrackers, the banging pots, the howling neighbors and paramedic sirens, and try to will Bono to simmer down so you can concentrate on The Edge. You don't let your heart sink. The pain just streams like sunbeams through diamonds, forgetting completely what you want behind knowing what is.