What happened right here was...a task done and a ladder climbed above the task, to glory, I presume.
I've to warrant such opinion, so allow me to:
Dark, cumbersome, nasty, coarse, in-your-face, beautiful...

I'll go for the jugular already: the metaphors are so authentic and bright that this poem surpasses levels of everyday read-thrus on gloom. Many can try writing turgid literature or cuing the bloody Raven,

This is bloody well written

I'm rather fond of such enigmatic showder play when it contends with heart, and drives the mind to poetic madness. (lol)

Aye, yer a damn fine Poet.

Don' ever bein' such

Yer hear me?

Take care,

Oh what the hell, take it twice...

This un was spot-on

'Anna

thats really good homeboy!!