eyes on light brite pegs
fingers stuck in cd holes
I welcome outside in
I don't have to leave my room
a lamp for nutrition
it's a simple soft brick world
explorer of small space
blackened glitter scavenger
I see three only see three colors
rain from the lightbulbs, barter with the monsters
there's no pressure when you've got no cable
and only one number to dial
this blind box is bright and gaudy
wonder how many there could be
distributed across the neighborhood
an unrelatable friend who you will never meet
sheltered from the art that life imitates
nullified for the sake of saving too much face
and when I'm full grown I'll lunge halfway
through the pet door clawing for the floor
muscles atrophied, it's a finished game
every perfect day's a stab
every perfect day's a scab
Berlin producer Veronica Maximova faces up to her demons on this avant-pop EP, the sequel to her debut “Computerlove.” Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 26, 2022