Buzz, ring, chime. Occasional checks throughout the day, With time turn to being submerged By the rough currents that are her phone. The infinite universe of strange videos, Thoughtful posts, and enslaving games Capturing her mind more and more. Time is lost when she is engulfed In its aura. Her face Illuminating in more ways than one With every text, like and follow That pops up on her screen, Revealing the obsession in her eyes. Moving colors and changing lights Leaving her in a deep trance. Never not laboring to please Her followers. Every day more of a reason To serve its needs. More streaks, less battery. A girl and her phone. A relationship that, like many others, Doesn’t work long distance