psychedelics allow 
you to contact the mind 
but it seems not your mind 
it seems 
and this mind turns you within in kind 
where it goes is a mystery to itself 
it seems 
outside the mystery is more 
even as you sense the more is you 
and not you 
it's the fabric 
of numinous veils being lifted 
veils without seams 
shades of perception 
beyond one's limitation to react 
another passage 
into the where that is 
and isn't what it seems 
with the faith 
of a dying wish, 
the only thing certain 
being love