passing worlds

in the reflection of his body
he sees worlds pass by
made up of lights that light up
of light swallowed by darkness
each beside the other
a couple's kiss
worlds telling stories of its undead
breathing before you and i
and even after
worlds passing him by
none latch on
none stay
and at the end of the journey
he exits
carved out by his own emptiness
they watch as he steps onto the platform
fully void