beautiful lawnmower, broken boat

the stars stayed the same
that's how they found their way
sometimes they had to pull the curtains down
and try to remain still
and small
just to not be knocked off course
their hearts ached
in sorrowful hope
could they fix it?

from far away, what they could not see,
a violence waited them
she powerlessly hammered away at the floor boards
making relentless, devastating holes
while he built lawnmowers
if he wouldn't stop
she wanted off
he wanted off
oblivious
their cyclic seasickness
had spread to the stowaway