This is a poem I wrote while stoned from weed for the first time in three months. I was when I wrote it as I am also in typing it up.

Red-hot

Fire preventing ront

Inferno sterilization 

Burning pridges, rebirthing purity

New unnecessary

Weighted remnants wary

Rusted revival

Trivial and forgettable dreaming

Forlorn ecstasy

Satisfied beneficiary 

Voided cold

Coded for reload

Culled satisfactory

Dissolved debris

Egotistical and sold