Inspired by “Restore us, O God; make your face shine on us, that we may be saved.” Psalm 80:3 My solicitous soul cries out at the sight of decomposing bodies that still breathe. Tied to intoxicants in a cry for help, or maybe an act of defiance. They’re wandering the streets. Raising their voices at invisible forces in a sobering cry. There is a heart behind the eyes where widened pupils house a name only You know. I see the substances that kill when their eyes close to the L