Conduit

Staring intently
Her face is close to mine
she reads her friends in me;
what her friends think of her
while I read her soul
She will miss nothing
I tell her all I am told
she looks to me for answers
I only know as I am told

I become her eyes as she sees through me
Alerts, status-updates, mail, pizza,
nude-selfies, garbage, information.

Every smile, every frown, it comes through me
and is reflected back through me
encoded as emoticons.
I am indifferent
Merely a conduit for data.

She looks to me for everything
I tell all as I am told

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