He's Got Your Number

On opposite ends of the continuoum but standing in the same room these clods size each other up and down. They guardedly grip miscalculated digits but only one remains untouched by the other.

One clod retains the advantage of course. It only stands to reason. No two clods are exactly alike.

And, since it follows that each clod will fit differently into this most inflexible frame, one will fit more aptly.

Sadly, neither will understand which, how or why.

Also, nobody cares. And that's okay because that's the way it is.