FORK

Driving along the back alleys I came to a fork in the road and stopped dead.  Do I go left into the jagged woods where I can almost measure, with my mind’s eye, the length between each pair of trees, twin souls?  Or should I go to the right, the straight and narrow bordering the sun stroke field, butterflies humming in the tall grass?  I can’t decide!  I ponder Robert Frost’s Road Not Taken and wonder … what about a Double Attack?  Could I do both at once?  This is going to take some thought.

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