Implication…that is a drizzling refrain best left in the company of the impervious lid. Surprised at the perspective? Nod your head along with the obligatory tune. For now, I am perfectly chosen to groom the grass and calibrate the compass. Don’t blink, or else you might miss Atlas taking a break. Neither of us are strong enough without the partnering weight. Living without the excuse of a reason or unbalanced without the aid of the crutch. Free to follow or be unveiled. Maybe…simply to be read again. Turning the hand with all your might…could the impasse yield a new figure? Assuming all that can now compel, can also now conclude. The proof eschews the lever.