Already there was nothing,
then more,
much more.

Then there will be less
plenty less,
even less,
nothing again.

The world wobbles
its way through time,
more or less,
time after time,
until the time comes
when time
is more than less,
not even next to nothing,
As most poems do, this poem requires careful reading.
Among serious readers of serious poems this kind of
care is called ‘close‘ reading.  Time and attention are
necessary.  My hope is that a close reading will be
worth your investment of time.