organized poetries answer to MORTAL KOMBAT

So as of the first week of next month the Port Veritas PORTLAND MAINE slam team will be going to compete nationally in Madison Wisconsin. We paid our dues we registered(we as a collective of course I didn't do anything at all) got our plane tickets and now its time. I'm not going which is great, that is a lot of pressure. To go on after the best in the game and to potentially go all the way to nationals and get your anal cavity handed to you by a bunch of long hairs from -pick obscure embarrassing American city and paste here- I wouldnt be able to stand myself. Bobby Knight and Mike Tyson would have to hold me back, i'd be furious till the umpire ejected me. I hope they have umpires. YOUR OUT!!!!!OVERLY BROAD SYMBOLIC USAGE OF A RAINBOW!!!!

Anyway, they have all worked incredibly hard at this even young shoeless Jake Wartell who doesn't ever look like he's working hard because he's having so much darn fun everywhere. He's one of the hardest working poets I've met, constantly working in both fronts performance and content. He's been very influencial to other poets who read at the North Star. He's brilliant, magnetic and he's the freaking alternate people!!! How deep are we? Deeper then the world's gas dependency issues. That's deep.

I'm not worried about them losing because a slam isn't like a superbowl where one time walks into the pantheon of history while the other becomes a shameful footnote. At nationals when the spotlight shines they will all be able to unveil the work that makes them each so unique and that taste for the audience and the other poets is what lives on. The good performers leave a slam with people buzzing not about the scores but about them and wanting more. That is the real victory that I wish for each member of our nationals team, make the audience and the judges pee themselves.