The Things One Does When One Is Bored Poem by Not Long Left

when nothing else lifts me,
and all chemicals have failed miserably,

i close me eyes
and place my fingers,
slightly pressured
upon them......

and wait for the images
to appear,
usually i get images
of fading purple lights,
then comes the blue-red,
dazzling spots,
flickering and fading,
a million at a time,
then come the shadowy,
figures moving like
a merry go round,

i can do this for hours,
although when i re-open
my eyes i feel let down,
the things one does when one is bored