Gogyoshi Poem, Nr.08 — Stockholm Syndrome?

guess he likes you tickling his tummy    :)

Thank you -- tickling fish has a long history  :)

Dear J,

Acquiring a level of comfort within  my discomfort for me has so many facets. It makes me think have I given up? Did I ever really think something could/should be different? Was I wrong...? Maybe I do really like...at that point I typically end up tossing my hands in the air and shrugging my shoulders in complete bewilderment. The belly of the whale I’m stuck in has just enough indigestion but not enough to puke me up. I very much appreciate your metaphorical take on getting across that finish line. H🌷

Thank you H, I have always found discernment to be a tricky thing. Is a discomfort a sign to move on, or to stay with it and somehow resolve it at a higher level of understanding? Not easy. We all have differing thresholds for discomfort; some make changes at the merest itch, others of us 'stick it out' until the volume gets unbearable - and ususally then makes the action needed very clear. I tend to be of the latter disposition - which has not always been 'good thing'. {RL :) thank you}

Josh, it's always great to see your work.
This is enigmatic as it is enlightening that you are in a path of discovery and offer it with wit.
Who knows what shores eventually the big fish will bring you to, but wherever it is, may your footing be as steady and firm.
Thanks for sharing.

Thank you Wally, I very much appreciate your comment(ing). RL also appreciated.

Love the imagery and the form of this, Josh!  Your enjambments are great.

Thank you. I'm in gogyoshi mode at the moment with a few more up my sleeve.