[Something] About Nothing

I wanted to write something about nothing
of how frigid nothing would be and how
it would spread; for what could contain it—

the void so frozen nothing could rip into space
and time like fire, not even a muon pair;
the universe, a quark within a proton

that is a heavens itself, atoms and
molecules of universes, sucked
into its widening maw—there would be
nothing left.