Triple dog dare

Her eyes are dead
not swollen shut
from tears at all
just dazed,
or glazed with
fear.

she's on a ledge
with no intent
to jump
just thinking
as she sits
on the pane.

where there was
passion
it's empty
even her reflection
is fuzzy.
you won't, you
can't bring her
to care.

now's the time
to break her heart.
push her over,
i triple dog
dare.