in a sign of appreciation neon articles of commiseration can i reveal the hunger that's been building to strangers who don't know and might not guess not without a shirt that says: it's been too long i ask for a coffee and a scone but i'm really asking for an ear and a hug clouds obscure the star that matters i've forgotten where it came from, that son billions of years remain incomprehensible as the time since last sitting down to a breaking of the fast