Of Epic and David

A cherished dream come true
She lived 8 joy-filled weeks.
Gone in an agonizing blink...

It made me wish for belief in a humanised god-
Just to have someone to be furious at.
DONE with.

I admit resentment...
At whom, I have no clue.
The Universe itself?

I demanded it "make things right"...
Its halfhearted appeasements were an insult.

She was irreplaceable.
Still, in the "next layer", I schemed...
Threw my energy around.
Focused it.
Visualised.
Manipulated this world, to resonate with the archetype.

I kept her alive.

It took 2 years.
He isn't her, but...
He makes it right.