to be lost to the hour

All my life I tilled the fields by myself and nobody helped me. Your grandfather was always inventing ways to help someone else: he built houses, ran electricity, fixed power outages, took pictures, showed films, repaired TVs and radios, fixed…

I’m in the maze again,
playing what I thought was a
game

We fly over a trailer park
with empty slots, above-ground pools,
a Marriott with hourly rates