Stable hard bottom

Stable hard bottom
I do not feel resentment,
a new poem every
I write before six.
I want to pursue
a new future,
refuge
the awakening of dormant
human.

Where is it stable
hard bottom,
which can be
start building
stone feet of love.

Off to hide
loneliness,
disposed of
out of the world
excessive selfishness.

I splinters
Always glue together
bottom of the pot colorful,
it is up to the surface
love filled.
A long nose,
as well as the language
loneliness displayed.