oh, we are at a fork in the road, my friends:
a point in time where we realize, in essence,
that our forks are in the road /
on the road
traveling hundreds and thousands of miles
to make it jet-lagged to our plates,
which might as well be ringed with double yellow lines.

yes, we are at a fork in the road, my friends:
if it were marked with a signpost, it might say

YIELD

and those hesitant amongst us
might read this as a sign that forging a route for food other than
our current industrial agriculture system will constitute
a giving up /
a backing up
—but those imaginative amongst us
can see this as a yes!
can read the alternate definitions of yield,
citing the producing and providing of bounty
and the delivery of gains.