Nothing

I can't believe
You believed me
When I told you nothing.
Because, if nothing were true,
Then it wouldn't truly be nothing.
It would be a vacuum,
Which is a vacuum, not nothing.

To me, nothing means something.
It always means something.
But everything also means nothing,
As does something.
And nothing means everything
(I whisper such promises,
Already broken,
Into my trusting ears).
So, something means nothing,
And everything means nothing,
But nothing means everything.
And something, all at once.

This poem is nothing,
So please blow it off!
But remember that,
Though it means nothing,
It absolutely means something
And everything all at once.