Let me say something going in to this review that affected my enjoyment/score quite a bit: I loathe reading any writing without punctuation. That's on me, that's a personal hang-up... But it is a big pet peeve for me. So bear in mind that if that is not a stumbling block for you, your enjoyment of this collection will most likely be much higher than mine.
Do you ever finish a book and then come on to Goodreads to leave a review and see what others have written about the same book and feel (for lack of a better term) stupid?
I didn't glean all of the complex layers of meaning from this collection that others did at all. I would say that 90% of that comes from my struggling through the lack of punctuation, sadly enough. I just didn't feel like I had a grasp of what the poet was trying to say, though. Most of the time, I was bewildered far more than excited. It was only the last section of the book where I started to feel my way along these walls of poetry and see where I felt he was going... (It probably goes without saying that this is my favorite section of the book.)
I probably owe this collection a second chance at some point, but right now my verdict is that it is a style that just isn't for me.