Prince(d)

My fondest memory of Prince 
was actually being “in Prince Mode” 
NYE 1999… in NYC. 
“1999” was blasting. 
Naturally.

Wall to street… 
People dancing and singing HARD 
the lyrics to 1999… 
Anticipating its climax; 
Two thousand zero zero.

1999s momentary but very singular transition of relevance… 
to no longer 1999; dead or alive.

Louder still,
the clock struck 12, 
the Ball dropped down and 
Y2K’s highly anticipated digital glitches
Never even occurred.

20th Century had survived; 
would live to tell. 
Successfully, we’d turned 21st century. 
Prince had written our victory song;
Life was just a party 
after all.

Rightfully… 
immediately… 
all got back to partying… 
Living. Dancing. 
Like still 1999.

Prince: an intuitive and eclectic artist with a penchant for climactic transition. Truly ahead of his time; now pioneering an artisanal afterlife.