When I Was Last in Heaven

When I was last in heaven, five years back,
You lay right here, beside me. Now you're gone,
I have an empty bed to lie upon,
With yearning arms, my breath again gone slack,
Your eyes no longer bright now, the world black
And rife with injury, the sun that shone
Missing. Caesar has crossed the Rubicon
And triumphed, like a sudden heart attack.

There have been days where this unwholesome husk
Was beaten by whatever grief would fill
The wicked days and nights, paying the bill
For happiness now lost. Did I seem brusque?
I have no recollection of the dusk,
Only the moment when the earth stood still.