Here I am

In Cuba, MO.  What the fuck am I doing here?  Living with my parents of course.  I should just count my blessings and shut my trap, but I need an outlet for all this steeeeaaaammmm!  Oh, I also like poetry, so I'll throw some of that up here too.
I wrote this yesterday.  I thought the attempt at word choice showed some promise, but I couldn't go too far with it.

A cold and dark October moon

has riled the beast of summers rest

and awoken in winds and beating rain

that swept the birds into their nest.