No Sale
It’s a shame you used
your silence
to tell me what you meant.
Your words are your currency
and you
left yours unspent.
No cash in your pocket?
No cheques for the bank?
No loose change in the sofa?
I got the hint. Thanks.
No Sale is a short poem by Ms Moem.
Published by Ms Moem
Ms Moem is an English poet.
Since 2007, she has taken thousands of commissions for personalised poetry.
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