Evenflow

I dreamt about Eddie Vedder
again last night—
this morning, my God, such a spring in my step!
Eddie and I went for a walk down the beach
the tide was out and
although I can’t be certain
I think we were in an earthly paradise
he sang to me and I listened and smiled
I was 16 and my 41-year-old knees
did nothing but bend as they should
and the beach didn’t end
and the vortex became visible as a solid
and I sidestepped it
and viewed it from every angle
and the stroke forming in my brain
turned into an ampersand
& Eddie and I are still walking