I can't say that I even intended to write these; that is, they're not propositional in any way. But I became fascinated by the ways in which lines arranged themselves around a focal point—generally grounded in sound and the underlying affiliations between words rather than events—and that without trying to shape them with any formal constraints, these poems emerged in roughly the same form and with roughly the same kind of interdependency. I spend a lot of time commuting so my line is often sporadic and sprung, filled with minor subject matter except for the backdrop of transitoriness, which seems to run through the sonnet as a form. And since I tend to write poems by carving away at them for months at a time, I wanted a title that suggested some kind of compression and some degree of lyric openness.