Well, perhaps I'm projecting some guilt about something else: To be honest, in antipation of winning this competition I'm feeling guilty about crushing the competition. This may sound arrogant, but its actually very humble. Just let me explain?
If you and I were to play Monopoly, you'd learn that I hate winning almost as much as losing; so I work to make the game go faster. Instead of getting a monopoly, I work hard to get one of each color! Then I make sure every player has a monopoly, which speeds up the game, shortening all of the cruelty. (Nobody offers anymore to play Monopoly when I'm around, which is a plus.) So you see, I even hate winning at Monopoly; because it causes everyone else to suffer! Is this not humility at work?
Yes, I know what you mean; but how many people are actually trying to win? They're obviously all trying to lose. Take Vajradhara's entry for instance: He humbly jots something down about the fourth dimension and infinity! Come on! I've never heard of a Buddhist who didn't write about infinity or the fourth dimension! Can you guess what number (17) Alex's poem starts with? Greymore drops out to become judge, because she feels sorry for Tao (who just doesn't want to appear to be a Simon (which he already is (because he's always annoying the faithful (and also traveling the world(which they've never seen (mostly))))). My poem is elegant, contains stunning imagery and appeals to all the senses. Its not too sappy, not too abstract, neither too Yoda, nor very Picasso, and has no run-on sentences. It definitely flows and even has onomatapoeia.
In summary: I think that in order to save a lot of angst, we should move up the judgment date. I mean, why make everyone suffer more than is necessary?