Cracked Cheeks

This black bar dares me to continue
Or repeat
Or take one more
To cross a street
Or the country
Or the world
 
Only the reality sets in
To bite my hand
Tasting blood and foreign rain
Over body
Touch her skies
To his dark blue crystal eyes
 
Pale cracked cheeks
Resist arrest
Reconsider what is best
Place blonde silk
Right on his chest
Refresh, scatter, lay to rest
 
Riot, riot do you feel?
Pretend your dull soft
Palms are real
Riot, riot do you know?
Pretend your neon
Pupils glow