The love of you pulses through me,
pounds in my brain –
with or without you here,
I am ever in your possession
Every minute brings some thought of you;
it plays in my mind
like a movie over and over,
each frame reveals what wasn’t seen before
I’ve been afflicted with tinnitus (ringing in the ears) for a couple years now. It could be caused from all the flying; I don’t know. I first noticed it after I’d been on an airplane. Mine sounds like crickets chirping. Before I knew what it was, that’s what I thought I was hearing. The chirping is louder or softer, depending mostly on stress; sometimes I’m not aware of it at all, other times it’s like a cricket army pounding in my head. This poem is my tinnitus survival mechanism.
©Daniel von der Embse
writing in airplanes 
Tinnitus. I’ve had it since I was five. Mine is two or three high-pitched sine waves, a constant thread of tones that have run through most of my life. My coping mechanism is attention on something other than it.
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Yes, that works for me too. Sometime, though, it is the lousest thing in my ears.
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Love the poem. And I too have tinnitus–not crickets, just an endless hum like all the appliances gone mad; but sometimes they nap, so that helps.
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