it was again as expected;
an oft-repeated act of monotony
which often begin in the familiar note
and gives one the predicted surprises.
one would rather say
it was like one sending oneself
a card or remembrance or surprise-
say- a birthday or valentines day card.

like, of course,
the lonely man out there in the cartoons'
yea you got it!
the same man who makes
himself an object of his own sarcasm
and laughs at himself,

the one
who invents surprises to wake in to.
yea he is true, it seems,
one needs to invent pleasures