This week's prompt is simple: Write a poem where the title is "A Cure For Loneliness". Bonus points if the cure actually works. "Surrounding yourself with others" is not an acceptable answer, as "loneliness" is an emotional feeling, not a physical description. If you want to work on the problem of being physically solitary, the title of your poem should be "Cure For Being Alone".
P.S. Mother Theresa's quote is insufficient, and the Gleebag pictured on the right has obviously never had a good cake cry. It's a placebo.