"Don’t smudge the shop windows if you won’t come inside.I knowing looking is a habitand feeling is..."

“

Don’t smudge the shop windows

if you won’t come inside.

I knowing looking is a habit

and feeling is a hobby

but you didn’t even ask

my price in the first place.

You feast on all that glitters

with your dinner plate eyes

turning out your empty pockets

 shifting your weight impatiently.

You think I’m waiting in this window for you.

You think I'm encased in a glass casket waiting to be saved

You think your clumsy lips will shatter my doubts,

lead me leaping out on to the street

counting cracks in the concrete

with you by my side.

You could not be more wrong.

”

- “NOT FOR SALE” -NMW (via haystackofneedles)