The Feel-Sense of SomeWords

Some words are both
old & new —
you can tell by the way they smell
the feel-sense they stir.
They are viscose —
visceral they attach
they carry with them
souls & lives from afar:
wizened lands with floral dust.

And they belong in the very
souls of souls today:
you feel them
lodged in your bones:
you relate like you would
to an astral twin
launched across space
like time: they are everything but linear:

Desire|Voyager|Antimony|Petrichor|Syzygy