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Song Sonnets: "Forgive"—Porches

If e'er there were a man to make synth pop,Not Aaron Maine would I think it to be.Not lonesome crooning sputtered out atopThose cracked guitars, nor the angst of "Skinny Trees,"But catchy, tight, infectious vocal linesAnd synths and drums with such great energy,Arranged so well that, still, the vocals shineIn all their autotuned cacophony.With Greta Kline's refrains to punctuateThe shimm'ring morass of the instruments,It's lovely, simple to appreciate,And thoughtful, while remaining innocent.Iambic pentameter's really, really hard.So is lofty diction; something something avant-garde.