A space

I wish there was a café nearby that breeds art at the rate of rabbits

A place with energy and passion not locked up by class

With books and ideas and warm drinks and people

Music and performing and community boards

and lighting and red drapes

The hum of creative vibration

Not worrying about longevity

No fear of mistakes

Never too precious for temporary art

Could the stars align just a little more each night-Could they light the road to this place

I don't want to own it

But I want to be a part of it