The other poet got to the stage first
because they’re better
faster
smarter
more professional and prepared.
They knew how to game the system
and get a better position.
Clearly their material is better.
You heard ‘em!

The other poet reads in more stentorian tones
a traditionalist
they read like they know what poetry is about
like depth is their cousin,
as if they understand how to get into a tale
and to truly tell it.
The other poet can poetize and absolutely sell it.
And rhyme?
I don’t have to tell you about that, do I?

And I don’t have to say I’m threatened.
I know where I stand in the hierarchy.
Still, the other poet has beaten me
and I cannot say that I like it.
Something must be done about this
and right away.