Dimly lit and falsely advertised
The Cafe stands on the foundation
of what existed yesterday,
The faded glory that used to flow freely
is now dormant,
Hindered and shrouded by years of aging.
The tattered corners of books on a dusty shelf
and the muffled voices of passerby outside
present a sense of reality
to a place that seems as if it were conjured up in a dream.