Nothing

There is a location where time turns into circles Down to the oval zeros going nowhere fast Vacated, convoluted, rolled into yesterdays mistakes Star imaginings are seen as points of light Go out beyond the boundaries of space Mirrored reflections, vacuous blank stares Glare back on blackness evolving in vast landscapes Fill it in with nothing on the not so new Views of distances unheard of simply disappear Create a distraction in the first place A perception of fact; in reality a blank Invisibility exists as a precaution with good intentions A wish fixated on a promise made in emptiness Out of sight, null and void, of visions in the void Noiseless absence goes on with missing particles That never were nor were they ever meant to be Eternity terminates inevitably open ended empty Time stops nowhere in particular quiet in the vacuum Looks on something not worth mentioning Vacuous reflections mirrored back A simple acknowledgment of the negated emptiness Is that what you get when there is nothing to begin with A refection, an image, impossible to cast Down to the oval zeros going nowhere Filled in with vacuous blank stares that are not there