Two Minds: Decision

I am of two minds tonight:
There is a pen held in my right hand
And in my left a light
To turn this green-form Buddha
Into smoker's delight.
I suppose I've already decided:
To write.

Tower

Then were there clocks
Counting two and fro
To incessant heels on rocks.
I had an appointment
In two days, two minutes,
two seconds. I was late.
He must have checked his watch.
I ran at uneven paces
To the rendez-vous
As the tower chimed fifteen.
He couldn't wait anymore
He left.
I screamed.