This isn't so much poetry as it is a random assortment of similes and pseudo-inspirational platitudes. If you're looking for the soul searching of Gibson's other works (of which I've never read but have seen performed and listened to), you'll be disappointed with this collection. It reads kind of like a teenager's journal or like a Facebook feed, including literal illustrations of some of the lines Gibson has written (one comes to mind of a hand with a tattooed ring finger strung with a tampon). 
 It's not wholly worthless, as there were a handful of really gut-punching pages, but this is not something I would be glad to own (the entire 200 pages took me less than a half-hour to read) or that I would be likely to return to for wisdom or emotion.